Lord Help Me Please - Hal Ketchum

She’s the ghost of her momma

The pride of her daddy

A little outspoken

Terribly kind

She loves me in spite of

The way that I treat her

See I’m mean and hardheaded

Most of the time

She gave me this rosary

Said I should keep it

Said if I tried

I might even be saved

She swears to me tryin' to be

Halfway to heaven

Sure beats walking around

With one foot in the grave

She don’t take no for an answer

If she had her way

I’d be down on my knees

So now since you’re the one

Who created this creature

Tell her I love her

Lord help me please

She knows nothing at all

Of the road that I travel

Where survival means being

The first to the well

She says where she’s going

Ain’t nobody thirsty

Swears that her future

Is easy top tell

She’s the ghost of her momma

The pride of her daddy…