Well I'll never be happy working nine to five
I don't need the nicest things to live my life
But the bills coming in and the wife on the way
I got no job and this guitar won't pay me quite enough

I'm looking for ravens like Eliza did
But the skies as empty as my pockets
It's getting harder to trust you, but you're the only one that can pull me through

It would be simpler being only bound by six slim strings round wound
But I wouldn't change my life for the world, because I'm in love with that girl

Jesus give me strength, give me diligence
Because I've almost quit before I began
It's getting harder to trust you, but you're the only one that can pull me through