One Kind Favor - Charley Crockett

One kind favor everybody do

One kind favor everybody do

There’s one kind favor that everybody do

When you lay down and that’s all of you

My hands were shaking and my feet grow cold

My hands were shaking and my feet grow cold

My hands they were shaking, my feet grew cold

Could this be my way to save my soul?

There’s one kind favor everybody do

One kind favor everybody do

There’s one kind favor that everybody do

When you lay down and that’s all of you

Six, five hosts are going to leave me down

Six, five hosts are going to leave me down

Six, five hosts will soon leave me down

After that, I won’t be bound

There’s one kind favor everybody do

One kind favor everybody do

There’s one kind favor that I’m gonna ask of you

See there, my grave is kept true