Talk to her for a little while
At nights before I go to sleep
If I die before I wake
Pray the Lord my soul to…
Mother's on the telephone
Her voice is far but warm like home
Father, can you hear me, too
I've worn the soles down on these shoes
Everybody has a cross to bear
The road ahead you walk alone
Cut your hand and the skin it bleeds
From the hard work your life is drawn
A million ways to skin a cat
Try a few, you sure can't lose
Day is done, I'll lay my hat
On the bar stool next to you
Everybody has a cross to bear
The road ahead you walk alone
Cut your hand and the skin it bleeds
From the hard work your life is drawn
Strangers is what we've become
Something was has been undone
If a branch falls from this tree
All hands are clean from the dirt they're free
Everybody has a cross to bear
The road ahead you walk alone
Cut your hand the skin it bleeds
From the hard work your life is drawn
Everybody has a cross to bear
Everybody has a cross to bear
Everybody has a cross to bear
Everybody has a cross to bear