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[Verse 1] You came home with the courthouse dust On the heels of your worn-out shoes You said, “I gave that town my best,” But they still had more to lose I set your coat beside the chair And heard the floorboards complain Some roads collect a man’s whole life Then hand him back the pain [Pre-Chorus] But you don’t have to carry Every mile alone Put your tired heart beside mine Let this room become your home [Chorus] Come on in, lay your trouble down Let the hard world spin without you I’ve got a little mercy in this old guitar And a promise I can keep around you If tomorrow asks what we can do We’ll meet it when the morning comes Tonight I’m right here, shoulder to shoulder Till the broken pieces learn to run [Verse 2] Your brother called from Tulsa Said the factory shut its gate Your mother keeps three photographs And worries she has waited late You laughed like thunder in the distance Then your voice gave way to blue I said, “A man can lose his fortune And still have something true” [Pre-Chorus] You don’t have to answer Every voice that calls Some battles end by breathing Some walls come down when somebody stays through it all [Chorus] Come on in, lay your trouble down Let the hard world spin without you I’ve got a little mercy in this old guitar And a promise I can keep around you If tomorrow asks what we can do We’ll meet it when the morning comes Tonight I’m right here, shoulder to shoulder Till the broken pieces learn to run [Bridge] There’s a scar beneath your collar From the year you turned seventeen You thought strength meant never bending But I know what bending means It means standing after midnight With your name still in your mouth It means finding one good reason To keep the light turned out of doubt [Guitar Solo] [Final Chorus] Come on in, lay your trouble down Let the hard world spin without you I’ve got a little mercy in this old guitar And a promise I can keep around you If tomorrow asks what we can do We’ll meet it when the morning comes Tonight I’m right here, shoulder to shoulder Till the broken pieces learn to run [Outro] You came home with the courthouse dust Now leave it by the door Some roads can take your whole life But they don’t get any more
