Oh, Lord, all I want is a shoulder to cry on,

That’s all I ask of you.

We don’t need another Mountain to climb

or a river to cross

Let the stars fall from the sky

the earth can slip into darkness

or sink into the sea,

and that rascal moon can join them too

That’s all I ask you see

is for a shoulder to cry on

Someplace to lay my weary head

and breathe–

like I did when I was young

and hung on every word you said

I don’t need food in my stomach

or a roof over my head,

no shoes, no clothes, no bed

or anything we lack.

What good are things to bring me comfort

if I’m already dead.

We had it all before and let it go to waste

and war–and even lost our faith

What else can we say or do

Just give me your shoulder to cry on

I ask for this instead.

Oh, Lord, that’s all I ask of you.

Oh, Lord, that’s all I ask.

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