T.G. Sheppard - Tryin' To Beat The Morning Home lyrics

Drunk and cold Can't get no help from nobody I'd sell my soul to find One more drink left in that bottle They say that I'm worthless That all hope for me is gone Heaven help me Trying to beat the morning home Lord, don't let the daylight Show the shame that's on my face Just let me hide in my disgrace (Just let me hide in my disgrace) My woman's there I'll be she's sitting there just waiting She won't ask where Where I've been or why I'm drinking She knows it's hopeless But she keeps hanging on Heaven help me (Heaven help me) Trying to beat the morning home Lord, I know I've tried many times before But this time I really mean it, so help me Trying to beat the morning home