can i forgive my past transgressions can i forgive my own past sins that s not likely no i will never feel the same again well it does me no good to say i m sorry although i am for what it s worth but you can t hear me for you re resting six feet under the cold black dirt oh them daisies they sure look pretty blooming there by your stone they remind me that life continues and i ll never be alone i d give my body i d give my soul for one more chance to make amends but that s not possible for my means could not justify my end it does me no good to sit and think of all the things that i done wrong it took me forever to remember what i should have known all along well if you can hear my last confession if you can hear my final plea oh although i never showed it oh you meant the world to me it does me no good to recollect on all that whiskey has done been spilt and my boat ain t gonna float all weighed down by them bricks of guilt
['iowa indie', 'new americana']