Hey pretty Momma don't leave me like that Bring it on back, bring it on back Love me don't leave me, don't you leave me like that Bring it on back, bring it on back You're high, you're low You're fine but you don't say anything You've got my heart in your hands And your love in my heart You've got my heart in your hands And your love in my heart We'll get together Mary Well bless a' my soul And say that heaven ain't high Never let you go Preacher said easy there You really don't know Bless a' my soul You really don't know He's got a dove in his hands And a lover in his heart He's got a bird in the hands With a lover in his heart You're high, you're low You're fine but you don't say anything I don't mind if you won't love if you don't But don't say anything You've got my heart in your hands And another in your heart You've got my heart in your hands And another in your heart Thirty five years, no need to shed a tear When your kids die, nobody [?]drives[?] with me Don't you ever say anything you don't mean Like you love me And if I only got a gun in her hands And a hurt in her heart She's got a gun in her hands And a hurt in her heart Well you're high, you're low You're fine but you don't say anything Nevermind but you won't Sometimes but you don't say anything I've got blood on my hands And a burden in my heart You've got love in the head You've got a hurt in your heart