Sky Begins to Storm

I drove down to New York City,
with an ice-cold switchblade in my hand,
I thought what the old man showed me,
"Don't think twice, boy, if you're gonna kill a man."

Now, Lord, take me down,
down through your dark underground
and keep me warm
when the sky begins to storm
and I'll always be your man.

I drove down to South Carolina,
where my woman said she'd gone.
She said "Honey, it's over, I'm leaving you.
You've been cheating, drinking, lying far too damn long."

And I told her all my stories
but she just turned and walked away.
So I fell to my knees,
said "Darling, please.
I'll always be your man."

Lord, take me down,
down through your dark underground
and keep me warm
when the sky begins to storm
and I'll always
I'll always be
I'll always be your man