I've tried to be a serious man
I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth and a golden ring on my hand
And I used to be a woman of class
I put my trials behind me, my tribulations in the past
I've been cut down, as though made out of wood
My feet have been removed from the place where they once stood
But the hurtin', oh the hurtin', oh the hurtin' never felt so good
Oh the hurtin', oh the hurtin', oh the hurtin' never felt so good
I fold my hands when I give thanks
For everything I once had now belongs to the bank
No one's gonna kill the fatted calf
When I return, they will turn their backs and laugh
I've been cut down, as though made out of wood
My feet have been removed from the place where they once stood
But the hurtin', oh the hurtin', oh the hurtin' never felt so good
Oh the hurtin', oh the hurtin', oh the hurtin' never felt so good
This world is filled with hurt
If you want my coat, go ahead and take my shirt
'Cause I'm going to a place where the weather's always warm
And I hope to meet you there on that morn
But right now, I'm in a waiting room
To meet with a doctor who'll refuse to mend my wounds
He's the same man who'd take me in
Before my ribs are cracked and I walked with a limp
I've been cut down, as though made out of wood
My feet have been removed from the place where they once stood
But the hurtin', oh the hurtin', oh the hurtin' never felt so good
Oh the hurtin', oh the hurtin', oh the hurtin' never felt so good
It never felt so good
I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth and a golden ring on my hand
And I used to be a woman of class
I put my trials behind me, my tribulations in the past
I've been cut down, as though made out of wood
My feet have been removed from the place where they once stood
But the hurtin', oh the hurtin', oh the hurtin' never felt so good
Oh the hurtin', oh the hurtin', oh the hurtin' never felt so good
I fold my hands when I give thanks
For everything I once had now belongs to the bank
No one's gonna kill the fatted calf
When I return, they will turn their backs and laugh
I've been cut down, as though made out of wood
My feet have been removed from the place where they once stood
But the hurtin', oh the hurtin', oh the hurtin' never felt so good
Oh the hurtin', oh the hurtin', oh the hurtin' never felt so good
This world is filled with hurt
If you want my coat, go ahead and take my shirt
'Cause I'm going to a place where the weather's always warm
And I hope to meet you there on that morn
But right now, I'm in a waiting room
To meet with a doctor who'll refuse to mend my wounds
He's the same man who'd take me in
Before my ribs are cracked and I walked with a limp
I've been cut down, as though made out of wood
My feet have been removed from the place where they once stood
But the hurtin', oh the hurtin', oh the hurtin' never felt so good
Oh the hurtin', oh the hurtin', oh the hurtin' never felt so good
It never felt so good
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