When I die, Lord
Oh, wont you put my soul up on a train
Wont you send it southbound
Give a cool blues-man name
Cause Ive been lost on them back roads
And many times, Ive gone blind
Losing faith in my family
Had drew me out of my damn mind
But on the south side of heaven
Wont you take me home
Cause Ive been broke down for so long
And Lord, its gettin cold
Ive been a desperado in West Texas
For so long, Lord, I need a change
For ten long years
This old place aint seen a drop of rain
Now the wind blows every day, Lord
Oh, like a desert snow
Like a lost bound train
Running on cocaine and out of control
But on the south side of heaven
Wont you take me home
Cause Ive been broke down for so long
And Lord, its gettin cold
Long down the Louisiana byways
Lonesome highways roll on
Oh, wont you take me where the poor man lives
Its where I call my home
Cant you see that breeze
Nothin but a change in pace
Money cant buy my soul
Cause it comes from a hard earned place
But on the south side of heaven
Wont you take me home
Cause Ive been gone for so long
And Lord, its gettin cold
But on the south side of heaven
Wont you take me home
Cause Ive been gone for so long
And Lord, its gettin cold