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