A Hundred Miles of Bad Road Sözleri

A HUNDRED MILES OF BAD ROAD

It's a long, long way from where I am,

To where I ought to be.

I can't remember where I made this turn,

Into no-man's land, as far as I can see

Stranded being and a-broken down,

With only one way from this place.

I always find the strength I need,

In the arms of my Angel and my saving grace

And I ain't sure how you carry me,

Through the darkest hours, so easily.

And I ain't sure how you carry this load,

Down a hundred miles of bad road

I handed you what was left of me,

Prayin' it would be enough

This black and blue and a-worn out heart,

Was empty 'til you filled it up with your love

And I ain't sure how you carry me,

Through the darkest hours, so easily

And I ain't sure how you carry this load,

Down a hundred miles of bad road

Is all I'll ever see

If there's an easier way, it ain't shown itself to me

But the burden ain't as heavy as it used to be

And I ain't sure how you carry me,

Through the darkest hours, so easily

And I ain't sure how you carry this load

I ain't sure how you carry me,

Through the darkest hours, so easily

And I ain't sure how you carry this load,

Down a hundred miles of bad road

Down a hundred miles of bad road

Yeah

Yeah, down a hundred miles of bad road