Who did you say it was brother?
Who was it fell by the way?
When whiskey and blood run together
Did you hear anyone pray?
I didn’t hear nobody pray dear brother
I didn’t hear nobody pray
I heard the crash on the highway
But I didn’t hear nobody pray
I went to the scene of destruction
There was blood mixed with glass where they lay
I heard the moans of the dying
But I didn’t hear nobody pray
I hate to tell this sad story
That I am now telling to you
It was so sad and so gory
I couldn’t believe it was true.
© Words and music: Dorsey Dixon
(as it appears on the album Riding In Folkland)