He tore down the work of 17 years brick by brickAnd stone by stoneNo hammer was swingin' cause cheatin' and drinkin'Don't need no help wreckin' a homeAh, but when he came back through the dust and the rubbleOf what he had once called his lifeHe dropped to his knees in sheer disbelief of the total destruction inside There were empty closets and empty drawersAnd a tearstained note on the kitchen floorAnd burning memories in the fireplaceHe waited too late to say he was wrongHis house was still standing but his home was goneBrother, you would not believeWhat you can see From Your Knees Right then and there in an old sinner's prayerHe told things he'd kept in the darkThere was no use in lying cause the man who was listeningCould see every room in his heartAh, he took empty whisky bottles, little black book and allTo the fire she left on the grateAh, sometimes a man will change on his ownBut sometimes I tell you it takes Empty closets and empty drawersAnd a tearstained note on the kitchen floorAnd burning memories in the fireplaceHe waited to late to say he was wrongHis house was still standing he'd fight for his homeBrother, you would not believe, oh you would not believeWhat you can see from your knees
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