Ashby Brown · Oct 30, 2011
Who Went and Made Me This Way?

Can't talk my feet off of this road
Soul can't seem to wanna stay
I hear the bull frogs and the toads
And I think, Who had the nerve to make me this way?
Lord lord lord,
Who has done and made me this way?

Wind takes me places I ain't never been
Sights and sounds I don't know what to say
Pass by squires with their fat kings
Oh who had the nerve to make me this way?
Lord lord lord,
Who went and made me this sorry way?

Look at those plans fly right over my head
All up there soaring like every things okay
Up there like me down here in my cozy bed
Oh I wonder, who went and made me this way?
Lord lord lord,
Who had the nerve to make me this way?

I don't walk around bowed down in sorrow
I'm a happy man that smiles nearly every day
I don't go around asking people if I can borrow
I only ask, who had to make me this way?
Lord lord lord,
Who had to make me this sorry way?

Can't tell a lie even if it made me cry
If I tried I wouldn't even know what to say
So I try and stay true by and by
Lord who went and made me this way?
Lord lord lord,
Who went and made me this way?

Round' here no one says to know my name
Makes me feel safe, alright and okay
Can't get mad I got no one to blame
But who went and made me this way?
Lord lord lord,
Who went and made me this goddamned way?

 
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