Like a stone I'm bound to crumble
Like an oak I was grown to fall
But all her ways just make me humble
She ain't afraid to face it all
Like a train I was made to ramble
Like an old dog I often stray
Though all my days have seen me stumble
I saw the light and I walked her way
There's always been children who die for hunger
There'll always be men who'll k** for greed
But if these things, they ain't your will, Lord
You must feel humble just like me
There's a town though which I travel
And in that town a girl I know
And in that girl a heart of gravel
And in that heart my only home