Hearts of Stone

I bore alone Dem roots of sin sewn of my kin I've bled of blood and bone Bare my weathered skin I've grown Along dem backs of dem railroad track said Hearts of stone in tones Bleed my wrestles hand As I've become lonesome my love She has held my tongue As I've become lonesome my love She's like the burning sun Shades of blue Run along day line from the oak to the pine She hold not fruit, made fool Along the ole county line Held no love My branch been limbed, snapped like a twig My heart it strung it hung Along my broken branched stems