HE TORE DOWN
THE WORK
OF SEVENTEEN YEARS
BRICK BY BRICK
AND STONE BY STONE
NO HAMMER
WAS SWINGIN'
CAUSE CHEATIN'
AND DRINKIN'
DON'T NEED NO HELP
WRECKIN' A HOME
AH BUT WHEN
HE CAME BACK
TO THE DUST
AND THE RUBBLE
OF WHAT HE HAD ONCE
CALLED HIS LIFE
AH HE DROPPED TO
HIS KNEES
IN SHEER DISBELIEF
AT THE TOTAL
DESTRUCTION
IN SIGHT
THERE WERE EMPTY
CLOSETS
AND EMPTY DRAWERS
AND A
TEAR STAINED NOTE
ON THE KITCHEN FLOOR
AND BURNIN' MEMORIES
IN THE FIREPLACE
WELL HE WAITED
TOO LATE
TO SAY HE WAS WRONG
HIS HOUSE WAS STILL
STANDIN'
BUT HIS HOME
WAS GONE
BROTHER YOU
WOULD NOT BELIEVE
WHAT YOU CAN SEE
FROM YOUR KNEES
12 BAR
INSTRUMENTAL
BREAK
RIGHT THEN AND THERE
IN AN OLD SINNER'S
PRAYER
HE TOLD THINGS
HE KEPT IN THE DARK
WELL THERE WAS NO USE
IN LYIN'
CAUSE THE MAN
WHO WAS LISTENIN'
COULD SEE EVERY ROOM
IN HIS HEART
WELL HE TOOK EMPTY
WHISKEY BOTTLES
LITTLE BLACK BOOK
AND ALL
TO THE FIRE
SHE'D LEFT ON THE GRATE
AH SOMETIMES A MAN
WILL CHANGE ON
HIS OWN
BUT SOMETIMES
I TELL YOU IT TAKES
EMPTY CLOSETS
AND EMPTY DRAWERS
AND A TEARFUL
CONFESSION
ON THE KITCHEN FLOOR
AND BURNIN' MEMORIES
IN THE FIREPLACE
HE'D WAITED TOO LATE
TO SAY HE WAS WRONG
HIS HOUSE WAS STILL
STANDIN'
HE'D FIGHT FOR
HIS HOME
BROTHER YOU
WOULD NOT BELIEVE
BROTHER YOU
WOULD NOT BELIEVE
WHAT YOU CAN SEE
FROM YOUR KNEES