i hear them talking i know you hear them too just remember everytime they point a finger at you they got three fingers pointing right back at themselves mama said failure aint falling down failure is staying down in the ground mamas gone now but you still get up every time hang on hang on every rising sun is one more till i come back to ya babe and teach you how to stay warm hang on hang on let this whole town judge you for what they think is wrong because all that i know is you are innocent in my arms i aint no jc you aint no magdalene but this cold world it gets colder it seems every time they let them church bells ring but ive seen you dance in the pouring rain that duct tape on your fiddle babe it aint no shame things are only as broke as we let them be hang on hang on every rising sun is one more till i come back to ya babe and teach you how to stay warm hang on hang on let this whole town judge you for what they think is wrong because all that i know is you are innocent in my arms ooo woohoo ooo woohoo hang on hang on every rising sun is one more till i come back to ya babe and teach you how to stay warm hang on hang on let this whole town judge you for what they think is wrong because all that i know is you are innocent in my arms  all that i know all that i know all that i knoooow you are innocent in my arms