Come by and Pick me Up Lord
COME BY AND PICK ME UP LORD
WON’T YOU COME BY AND PICK ME UP LORD
IF I SEEM TOO TIRED TO WALK
YOU’RE A FRIEND WHO WILL OBLIGUE ME
AND YOU LISTEN WHEN I TALK
THERE’S A ROAD I STILL MUST TRAVEL
WHILE I’VE GOT THE LIGHT OF DAY
AND THE KEY’S STILL IN MY POCKET
FOR THAT HOUSE ON PILGRIM’S WAY
WON’T YOU COME BY AND PICK ME UP LORD
IF I STAGGER IN THE AISLES
AND BECOME INTOXI -CATED
FROM THE COUNTRY WOMEN’S SMILES
PLEASE COME BY AND PICK ME UP LORD
IN THAT CHARIOT OF OLD
AND TAKE ME THROUGH THE BI-WAYS
ON THE STREETS THAT GLITTER GOLD
I STILL LISTEN FOR THE THUNDER
THAT’LL SHAKE ME TO THE CORE
SURE I’VE HAD A TINY PREVIEW
BUT I’M HANKERIN FOR MORE
SO PLEASE COME BY AND PICK ME UP LORD
CAUSE MY BOOTSTRAPS ARE TOO LONG
I WANT TO SING YOUR GLORY FROM
THE PAGE OF EVERY SONG
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