Richard Shindell - Lawrence, KS lyrics

Dirt roads and dryland farming might
Be the death of me
But, I can't leave this world behind
My debts are not like prisons where
There's hope of getting free
And I can't leave this world behind

I've been from here to Lawrence, Kansas
Trying to leave my state of mind
Trying to leave this awful sadness
But, I can't leave this world behind

South of Delia there's a patch out
Back by the willow trees
And I can't leave this world behind
It's a fenced-in piece of nothin' where
I hear voices on my knees
And I can't leave this world behind
Some prophecies are self-fulfilling
I've had to work for all of mine

Better times will come to me, God-willing
Cause, I can't leave this world behind

This world must be frightening
Everybody's on the run
And I can't leave this world behind
My house is a wooden one and
It's built on a wooden one
Seems I can't leave this world behind

Preacher says that when the master calls us
He's gonna give us wings to fly
My wings are made of hay and corn husks
So I can't leave this world behind