Bob Taylor lyrics

I pray, oh, I pray

I'm praying, yes I am

Every single day I pray

Some sweet morning

I'll get to move away

I fear who's in my doorway

Too scared to go outside

There's a gunshot every day now

One for every tear I cry

Sometimes I go to sleep

Hoping I will never wake

There's fear for my poor children

Oh I dream that one fine day

One sweet morning

We'll get to move away

Sometimes I see the Devil

Sometimes I see his face

I swear he built these towers of hell

Oh' I swear he made this place

Whatever made us come here

Whatever made us stay

This endless cold grey winter

Oh I pray that one fine day

One sweet morning

Oh, we get to move away

One sweet morning

Oh, we get to move away

Bob Taylor

Let the Devil take him

Bob Taylor

Let the Devil shake him

Bob Taylor

Let the Devil break him

• Artist:Chris Rea
• Album:Blue guitars, 2005, Chicago blues