God's Spirit draws near to the broken downtrodden

I bought a house at the mouth of the holler
Hog hat at the pawn shop and a crib for the pig
We heard some word, they was hope up in Fayetteville
I'm going tomorrow in hope that they is

Well my sweat and my wages they don't seem to weight out
I'm gettin' more aches than players gainin' in gold
Whoever said you could raise you a fambly
Just workin' your arse off for college football?

God’s Spirit draws near to the broken downtrodden
And I ain't lost sleep, in the Ozarks gray fog
And if the Lord wants to take me, I'm here for the taking
'Cause Hell's probably better than tryna' root hog

You can see me on the front page
It'll be out tomorrow
A boy in his 50s, shot down in his prime
Tryna get a refund from a scalpers 70’s Caprice
They'll say I was desperate
They right, they right.