Help Me Son - Mickey Newbury

Help me son

Will you kindly help me to my feet

A gentle man is waiting in the street

The sun is rising

Listen boy

Can’t you hear the hounds of hell

They are standing at my gate they wail

The sun is rising

Through the years

I have been cut and shot right to the bone

I have been cut and shot right to the bone

I am deathly tired and all alone

Won’t you help me son

Kindly help me to my feet

A gentle man is waiting in the street

And the sun is rising

Won’t you help me boy

It is over now

Pick up my guns and walk me to my horse

Leave the bastard lying here

Like some hog-tied steer

Listen to me boy

He will live to kill another day

Never turn your back on him and say

It is done

Will you help me son

Will you help me son

Will you help me son

The sun is rising