The Plea - Cody Jinks

Mama, this highways gonna kill me

And mama, I think my rose is wilting

The kids and her alone while I’m so far from home

I feel so guilty

Mama, this highways gonna kill me

I hope the road that takes me there will always bring me back

But I guess whatever will be, will be

Mama this highways gonna kill me

Woman, I wish I couldn’t hurt you

And woman, It’s clear I don’t deserve you

I know it seems I only need you when I ain’t got nowhere else to turn too

So woman, I wish I wouldn’t hurt you

I’m sure there’s some relief in giving up and moving on

And sometimes it seems way too much to work through

Woman I never meant to hurt you

Lord, I beg of you protect me

Cause lately, swear the devil’s out to get me

It ain’t a leap of faith to say he always prays upon the unsuspecting

So Lord, I beg of you protect me

I can’t walk with you if the devil got my hand

I hope you have my back and direct me

Jesus I beg of you protect me

Jesus, don’t let’em get me