Lord, I'm Tryin' - Donovan Woods

Lord, I’m tryin'

And you know where I been

She was not my wife then

Well now we’re here

Not hidin'

And we set the kitchen table

So I’d probly be able

To get away, give my uncle’s stable

To get it done and get us cable

And as far as husbands go

I’d be sweet and low

Very sweet and low

And she smiled like she didn’t know

I think she knew it though

I think she knew it though

Oh, the sweetness of being forgotten

You just can’t remember my name

Oh, the sweetness of being forgotten

All my work was in vain