Okay Yankee…. how about this one? I got it on CD, so I had to hunt it down…

If you listen to this and not feel anything, then you ain’t got no soul… just a dried up sack of acid soaked gravel where your heart should be…

What kind of hardships would have motivated someone to write a song as mournful as this appeal to Heaven? To me, it sounds like a desperate cry for deliverance, for divine intervention… I can’t conceive of a life that hard…

The wicked flee when none pursueth..." - Proverbs 28:1