[Verse 1]
Roll down howling at the top of my lungs
Daddy had to bury his first-born son
Why take the pain when the Lord won't come
Oh, ain’t no remedy but run, run, run
[Pre-Chorus]
Lonesome in the heart and troubled in the head
If he was a tire he would lack in all the tread
Whole lot of needle but not a lot of thread
Go ahead and put his heavy soul to bed
[Chorus]
Low, low, lower than low, low as all one could fall
Low, low, lower than hell
Lower than the bottom of the deepest dark well
[Verse 2]
Sick with whiskey, lost in sweet cocaine
Cried for my life in the driving rain
Oh, brother I know you had a real tough run
Oh, see over yonder when it's said and done
[Pre-Chorus]
Lonesome in the heart and troubled in the head
If he was a tire he was lacking all the tread
Whole lot of needle but not a lot of thread
Go ahead and put his heavy soul to bed
[Chorus]
Low, low, lower than low, low as all one could fall
Low, low, lower than hell
Lower than the bottom of the deepest dark well
Low, low, lower than low, low as all one could fall
Low, low, lower than hell
Lower than the bottom of the deepest dark well