Lyrics:

Recorded by hank williams

Words and music by pee wee king and redd stewart



[c] travelin [g7] down a lonely high-[c] way

I knew not [f] where the road would [c] end

Not a [f] penny in my [c] pocket

All a-[g7] lone without a [c] friend

In a [g7] little country [c] village

I met a [f] man and he was [c] blind

As I [f] helped him cross the high-[c] way

Oh! [am] lord I cried his [c] burdens are [g7] greater than [c] mine.



I can [f] see the light of day

I [c] need not feel my way

Yes, thy burdens are [g7] greater than [c] mine.



Met a lad while on my travels

Tryin hard to play the game

Though his leg was very crippled

And he could not speak his name

Yet, he smiled in understandin

Though life to him had been unkind

And as I watched, I cried in sorrow

Oh! lord his burdens are greater than mine.



I can speak my name aloud

Make my way among the crowd

Yes, his burdens are greater than mine.



Just by chance I passed a graveyard

I saw a young man kneelin there

In his hand, there were some roses

On his lips, there was a prayer

On a stone, these words were written

your soul is gods, your memry mine

And as I watched, I cried in sorrow

Oh! lord I see his burdens are greater than mine.