The Oak Ridge Boys — Come On In You Did The Best You Could Do

I dreamed I was dying in Texas I closed my eyes and I sighed Like a black and white movie I saw my days Playing out before my eyes I was crippled by a life of injustice I was bent from walking into the wind I pled guilty on the day of judgment God just shook my hand and grinned And He said Come on in You did the best that you could do There's a little bit of right in every wrong There's a little bit of Me in you Sister I know that you're weary You've been slaving in the sun all day The burden of life in your belly Sorrow in your heart of clay Your husband was a man of passion And passion stole your husband away And your son gave his life for your freedom But you feel like a prisoner anyway Sister I left my home and my family Put my shoes in the dust of this land Found a job and a woman But nothing went the way I planned I was ambushed by my own good intentions Used up every dollar I earned So I went back to the home of my father Said your American son has returned Dad, your American son has returned He said