A Little Grace
(A Song of Job)
Music by Daniel Amos, Words by T.S. Taylor
©2001 Zoom Daddy/BMI
I'm goin' down
I'm goin' down
I'm goin' down
I'm goin' down
You turned another table on me
I never saw that curve ball coming
And the world went fatal on me
Cold hearted, dark, and cunning
And I'm on my face now
Need a little grace now
You dealt all the cards in my hand
And you knew that I'd be folding
Threw a big wet towel on my plan
And put a bullet in the gun I'm holding
And I'm on my face now
Need a little grace now
I'm goin' down...
You left a poison thorn in my side
And then you dangled a sword above me
Let the devils and the angels collide
So I would know you loved me
And I'm on my face now (now, now)
Just a basket case now
Got no hiding place now
There's no breathing space now
And I'm on my face now
Need a little grace now
Need a little grace now
