It Breaks my Back My back is broken my soul intact Nothing to find but my way back My kisses all come falling from the trees In such a place I can but find my knees And pray do I to know an answer why The streets are full of babes that cry Would a mother send her daughter into the night For a few dollars, it is just not right To loose her virtue with tenderness torn Is that what they though when they were born What is this sickness that seems all around That breaks my back with a murmuring sound written by James Richard Rose 9-29-13
Posted on: Mon, 30 Sep 2013 00:12:01 +0000