Hank Williams - Thy burdens are greater than mine

^CTraveling ^G7down a lonely high^Cway I knew not ^Fwhere the road would ^Cend Not a ^Fpenny in my ^Cpocket All a^G7lone without a ^Cfriend

In a ^G7little country ^Cvillage I met a ^Fman and he was ^Cblind As I ^Fhelped him cross the ^Chighway Oh ^AmLord I cried his ^Cburdens are ^G7greater than ^Cmine

I can ^Fsee the light of day I ^Cneed not feel my way Yes thy burdens are ^G7greater than ^Cmine

Met a ^G7lad while on my ^Ctravels Trying ^Fhard to play the ^Cgame Though ^Fhis leg was very ^Ccrippled And he ^G7could not speak his ^Cname

Yet he ^G7smiled in under^Cstanding Though life ^Fto him had been ^Cunkind And as I ^Fwatched I cried in ^Csorrow Oh ^AmLord I see his ^Cburdens are ^G7greater than ^Cmine

I can ^Fspeak my name aloud make my ^Cway among the crowd Yes his burdens are ^G7greater than ^Cmine

Just by ^G7chance I passed a ^Cgraveyard I saw a ^Fyoung man kneeling ^Cthere In his ^Fhand there were some ^Croses On his ^G7lips there was a ^Cprayer

On a ^G7stone these words were ^Cwritten Your soul is ^FGod's your memory ^Cmine And as ^FI watched I cried in ^Csorrow Oh ^AmLord I see his ^Cburdens are ^G7greater than ^Cmine