Revival - Jamestown Revival

The air was cold

Oh, and the money was tight

I clung to her body that night

Pretending I was in love

See I been told

That this kind of living ain’t right

But it becomes hard to fight

When it fits like a glove

And I’m tired of dodging blows under the table

I can’t do what I been told

Living young but growing old

And I say

I’m just holding on for my survival

And I can’t ever seem to just let it be

My wheels keep rollin' on

Even though my money’s gone

Well, Imma go home and pray for the revival

See my father was made

Straight from the salt of the earth

He taught me bout a dollar bills worth

He thought me how to survive

Cain’t be a slave

Losing my life to my work

Ain’t easy and I know it’s gon hurt

But it keeps me alive

Said, I think it’s time for me to go while I’m still able

I can’t do what I been told

Living young but growing old

And I say

I’m just holding on for my survival

And I can’t ever seem to just let it be

My wheels keep rollin' on

Even though my money’s gone

Well, Imma go home and pray for the revival

Imma go home and pray for the revival

So, I’m just holding on for my survival

And I can’t ever seem to just let it be

My wheels keep rollin' on

Even though my money’s gone

Well, Imma go home and pray for the revival

Yeah, Imma go home and pray for the revival

Yeah, yeah