I was born in the south land Grew up a roll-ing stone Work-ing all day in fac-tor-ies Was liv-in' it all a-lone I got no friends to call my own No wo-man to love me My life just seems to be slip-ping a-way I think I'll jump in the sea keep pray-ing Ev-ery-thing's gon-na be al-ri-ght Keep pray-ing Eve-ry-thing's gon-na be al-right A-bout a mo-nth or so a-g-o I was work-ing in Tenn-e-ssee Tri-ed to make time with a-no-ther man's wo-man And he turn-ed a-round and tried to shoot me Gu-ess I'll be on the next train home or maybe I'll catch a plane my mind just seems to be slip-pin a-way I think I'm going to go insane keep pray-ing Ev-ery-thing's gon-na be al-ri-ght Keep pray-ing Eve-ry-thing's gon-na be al-right Yes I do, yes I do yes I do keep pray-ing Ev-ery-thing's gon-na be al-ri-ght Keep pray-ing Eve-ry-thing's gon-na be al-right A-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-hhh