friend i let myself in little bold saturated sigh i hoped you might help my sorrow s din bring out your breath of strife my friend can you help me why did i drink from that devil s hand oh my friend can you help me why did i drink from his hand it s not easy it s not kind these things we turn to face it s not easy it s not kind these things we turn to face oh my friend can you help me why did i drink from the devil s hand oh my friend can you help me why did i drink from his hand come take my hand we ll say goodbye come take my hand we ll ride from here