You Made Me Love You

Leave me bare with my troubled mind
I was born here underneath this fruitless vine
I belong to the field and the plow
You made me love you and I’ve got hard times now
Leave me bare with these graves and guns
Where my whiskey drinking days were done at 21
I belong to the cruel sun on my brow
But you made me love you and I’ve got hard times now
We can’t walk through the shadowlands so bitter
Stole my childhood, stole my rage
So I’ll pray for the lonely not the sinner
To this life I’ll leave a love that’s ripe with age
Leave me bare where the black crows fly
Round my sugar shack they’ll come back for me when I die
I belong to the North winds anyhow
But you made me love you and I’ve got hard times now