Bob Taylor

Chris Rea

I pray, 
Oh, I pray 
I'm praying 
Yes I am 
Every single day 
I pray 
Some sweet morning 
I'll get to move away 

I fear who's in my doorway 
Too scared to go outside 
There's a gunshot every day now 
One for every tear i cry 
Sometimes I go to sleep 
Hoping I will never wake 
There's fear for my poor children 
Oh I dream that one fine day 
One sweet morning 
We'll get to move away 

Sometimes I see the Devil 
Sometimes I see his face 
I swear he built these towers of hell 
Oh' I swear he made this place 
Whatever made us come here 
Whatever made us stay 
This endless cold grey winter 
Oh I pray that one fine day 
One sweet morning 
Oh, we get to move away 

One sweet morning 
Oh, we get to move away 

Bob Taylor 
Let the Devil take him 
Bob Taylor 
Let the Devil shake him 
Bob Taylor 
Let the Devil break him