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Where Could I Go

Written by: Harper/Yates/Ford
there's no deals to be made
with the dawn
now i fear that our time
has come and gone

take a prayer with you to heaven for me
and give it to the lord
cause nothing else could save a sinner like me
but an angel's word

mama was hard on us
but we could take it
papa didn't give a damn
and he couldn't fake it

they say freedom is just a place to hide
now i'm coming to you with arms open wide
where could i go but to the lord