Kindhearted Woman #2© 1998

Thought I stood on solid ground,
I didn't know but I was sinking down
Into quicksand, suffocating me,
Won't some kind hearted woman,
Please come and pull me free?

Thought I was rollin', and goin' places soon,
'Til my motor throwed a rod and I got marooned
In this wasteland, lonesome highwayside.
Won't some kindhearted woman
Come give me a ride?

Thought I was sailin' on sunny seas
'Til a midnight storm come and capsized me;
I'm treadin' the water and I fear to drown
Won't some kindhearted woman
Please come and fish me out?

I once had clothes and money; thought I had it made
Bad business got my money, and my clothes got worn and frayed.
I'm hungry and homeless, let me say it again:
Won't some kindhearted woman
Please come and take me in?

Thought that I was healthy, both body and mind,
But I developed this condition and I've been confined
To this sick bed, the doctors all agree
I need a kindhearted woman
To bring on her remedy.

Me and the Devil play a two-dollar game,
Where the first to pull an ace, can my soul then claim;
Bad premonition's got me playing scared,
Hope some kindhearted woman
Remembers me in prayer.