"Lawrence, KS" lyrics

Dirt roads and dry land farming
Might be the death of me
But I can't leave this world behind
And my debts are not like prison
Where there's hope of getting free
Lord I can't leave this world behind

And I've been from here to Lawrence, Kansas
Trying to leave my state of mind
Trying to leave this awful sadness
But I can't leave this world behind

South of Delia there's a patch
Out back by the willow trees
Lord I can't leave this world behind
It's a fenced in piece of nothing
I hear voices on my knees
And I can't leave this world behind

Some prophecies are self-fulfilling
But I've had to work for all of mine
Better times will come to me, God willing
Cause I can't leave this world behind

This world must be frightening
Everybody's on the run
And I can't leave this world behind
And my house is a wooden one
And it's built on a wooden one
It seems I can't leave this world behind

Preacher says that when the Master calls us
He's gonna give us wings to fly
But my wings are made of hay and corn husks
So I can't leave this world behind