(tony martin/carl sweat/brenda sweat) Jacob was a dirt poor farm boy Raised at the fork in the road in a clapboard house And rachael was a land baron’s daughter Born with a silver spoon in her mouth Her daddy said he wouldn’t stand For rachael to waste her life with a common man He tried […]
Seems no matter how I try My Jacob’s ladder in the sky Has all the fallen angels climbing down Cross my heart and hope to live Number one on my wish list If the angels get here they’ll come round To stop me pushing this ice block up hill From running flat out to stand […]
B. r. hornsby/john hornsby I met a fan dancer down in southside birmingham She was running from a fat man selling salvation in his hand She said he’s tryin’ to save me But i’m doin’ alright, the best that i can Just a pair of fallen angels tryin’ to get through the night Step by […]