Darrell Scott - 6 O'clock In The Morning lyrics

Look at the hand that made the steel

That raised the kids, that shouldered the wheel

And taught a man how not to feel | At six o'clock in the morning

Rising from their narrow bed

The poorly clothed and the barely fed

Know someone filled their dreams with lead

At six o'clock in the morning

Folks with their back to the wind

And their face to the wall

Know how to keep themselves warm

If they make themselves small

Powdered eggs and pinto beans

And welfare loaves of American cheese

Won't lift the hungry from their knees

At six o'clock in the morning

Adam stood over Eden fair

While Eve slept he touched her soft hair

Waiting to catch the first train out of there

At six o'clock in the morning

Man knows toil and woman knows pain

As it's always been it will always remain

We pull back the blanket and cover the stain

At six o'clock in the morning

Some men have a god

That keeps them from harm

Some men have a bottle

At the end of their arm

I have a child that calls me Dad

I long to give her what I never had

Like waking up and feeling glad

It's six o'clock in the morning