His back is broken nHe's falling downnHis is love brokennShe moved back home nTo another townnAnd his poise is tirednAnd looking for a place to rest nCuz he's slowing dying nOr so it seems in this distressnnAnd he calls to the heavens nOh lord, save my soulnlord, save my soulnnHe used to be strong, a fighter's sonnHe used to sing songs nOf battles won nnBut he's bruised and brokennAnd looking for a place to rest nCuz he's slowing dying nOr so it seems in this distressnnAnd he calls to the heavens nOh lord, save my soulnNo lord, save my soulnnIt seems we all do get caught in the trapnDevil trying to knock us off tracknThis train is coming and it won't turn back nnOh lord, save my soulnNo lord, save my souln