THY BURDENS ARE GREATER THAN MINE

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   Thy Burdens are Greater Than Mine
Hank Williams
 
Traveling down a lonely highway 
I knew not where the road would end 
Not a penny in my pocket 
All alone without a friend 
In a little country village 
I met a man and he was blind 
And as I helped him cross the highway 
Oh Lord I cried his burdens are greater than mine 

I can see the light of day 
I need not feel my way 
Yes thy burdens are greater than mine 

Met a lad while on my travels 
Trying hard to play the game 
Though his leg was very crippled 
And he could not speak his name 
Yet he smiled in understanding 
Though life to him had been unkind 
And as I watched I cried in sorrow 
Oh Lord I cried his burdens are greater than mine 

I can speak my name aloud 
Make my way among the crowd 
Yes his burdens are greater than mine 

Just by chance I passed a graveyard 
I saw a young man kneeling there 
In his hands there were some roses 
On his lips there was a prayer 
On a stone these words were written 
“Thy soul is God's thy memory mine” 
And as I watched I cried in sorrow 
Oh Lord I see his burdens are greater than mine
 

Edited by TasunkaWitko

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TasunkaWitko Members Profile Send Private Message Find Members Posts Add to Buddy List Administrator aka The Gipper Joined: 10 June 2003 Location: Chinook Montana Status: Offline Points: 14753	Post Options Post Reply Quote TasunkaWitko Report Post Thanks(0) Quote Reply Topic: THY BURDENS ARE GREATER THAN MINE Posted: 09 December 2004 at 09:31
	Thy Burdens are Greater Than Mine Hank Williams Traveling down a lonely highway I knew not where the road would end Not a penny in my pocket All alone without a friend In a little country village I met a man and he was blind And as I helped him cross the highway Oh Lord I cried his burdens are greater than mine I can see the light of day I need not feel my way Yes thy burdens are greater than mine Met a lad while on my travels Trying hard to play the game Though his leg was very crippled And he could not speak his name Yet he smiled in understanding Though life to him had been unkind And as I watched I cried in sorrow Oh Lord I cried his burdens are greater than mine I can speak my name aloud Make my way among the crowd Yes his burdens are greater than mine Just by chance I passed a graveyard I saw a young man kneeling there In his hands there were some roses On his lips there was a prayer On a stone these words were written “Thy soul is God's thy memory mine” And as I watched I cried in sorrow Oh Lord I see his burdens are greater than mine Edited by TasunkaWitko
	TasunkaWitko - Chinook, Montana Helfen, Wehren, Heilen Die Wahrheit wird euch frei machen

samchap Members Profile Send Private Message Find Members Posts Add to Buddy List .416 Rigby Honor, Integrity Joined: 12 August 2003 Location: United States Status: Offline Points: 1781	Post Options Post Reply Quote samchap Report Post Thanks(0) Quote Reply Posted: 09 February 2005 at 14:06
	Tas, How true. Each of us has some type of burden that we worry with, but no one has to look too far to see someone with one heavier. So true, so true.
	samchap - Waldoboro, ME Be careful what you decide to not like. Your wife may wear one. Your son may ride one. Your daughter may bring one home. You may have to have one someday.

waksupi Members Profile Send Private Message Find Members Posts Add to Buddy List .416 Rigby aka Keeper of the Old Traditions Joined: 11 June 2003 Status: Offline Points: 2371	Post Options Post Reply Quote waksupi Report Post Thanks(0) Quote Reply Posted: 09 February 2005 at 17:42
	One of my favorites from years back. Hank Sr. wrote some good ones.
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Rob1 Members Profile Send Private Message Find Members Posts Add to Buddy List .416 Rigby The Walnut Whisperer Joined: 10 June 2003 Location: Vatican City State Status: Offline Points: 3413	Post Options Post Reply Quote Rob1 Report Post Thanks(0) Quote Reply Posted: 09 February 2005 at 18:17
	Gloom, despair, and agony on me! (WOE!) Deep, dark depression, excessive misery! (WOE!) If it weren't for bad luck, I'd have no luck at all. (WOE!) Gloom, despair, and agony on me!
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max-p Members Profile Send Private Message Find Members Posts Add to Buddy List .30/06 SpringField Joined: 15 August 2004 Status: Offline Points: 331	Post Options Post Reply Quote max-p Report Post Thanks(0) Quote Reply Posted: 10 February 2005 at 00:48
	With ragged coat and rundown shoes He shuffled up the street. I watched him from the cafe from my warm and cozy seat. My conscience bade me run outside in sympathetic zeal, And lead him back inside the joint and buy the man a meal. He ate in humble silence with a blank look on his face, Drank several cups of coffee and got up and left the place. I revelled in my goodness and allowed myself a gloat Until the waitress told me that the bastard stole my coat!!! END. max .