โหลดเพลง mp3 Dyin' Day - Brandon Heath

Blue Mountain Penitentiary
Been housing sin for centuries
I am just a number
Not a name

And you wear a gun and hold the keys
But you've always been good to me
Only see the man
And not the shame

And I have't seen my wife in years
Last memory is her in tears
Wonder if she'll even come tonight

There's something
That she doesn't know
She needs to hear before I go
Could you tell her I'm alright
Would you pray with me

Touch the hand of a sinner
Would you stay with me

And be my guest for dinner

Looks like this is my dyin day
They tell me that's the only way
I'll ever see the other side again

But they don't know
Who's been in here
Every day the last three years
Yes sir I'm the one
Who let Him in

And He comes
And sits down in my chair
Weeping breathing this same air

And opens up His hands

Reminds me
That He walked this mile
Suffered for a little while

And made me an innocent man

Would you pray with me

Touch the hand of a sinner
Would you stay with me

My last guest for dinner
Would you pray with me

Touch the hand of a sinner
Would you stay with me

My last guest for dinner