Poor Mouth 16 Horsepower

All credits to David / 16 horsepower / woven hand Is anything as lovely to me As the truth in love I'll take it over freedom any day It brings me ever an this time to my knees An on my knees I run away Yes I know your sticks an stones they They will easily break these bones an An all my words come back to haunt me I will put my strength into The things left standing I am hoarse with wild eyes No debts outstanding My hands are yours my brother You can take my coat as well My eyes are yours sister An my heart, an my heart In which He dwells Heard the voice of my master callin' me From deep in the hollow Said that I must follow Him there yeah Is any place darker for me With all them wolves about Well it's a poor mouth that I wear My hands are yours my brother You can take my coat as well My eyes are yours sister An my heart, an my heart In which He dwells In which He dwells Livin