Dear Heavenly Father, what have I done? Used to have it all, now I'm left with none The Great State of Georgia came and took the farm away Because of the bills that I could not pay ♪ My family's name has been here since 1833 A hundred years of sweat and blood handed down to me So every day I work these fields and every night I pray The rain, the rain don't ever come and I doubt any's on the way Oh what will I do when all else fails? What will I do when no water's in the well? Oh what will I do when there's nothing left to sell? Oh, what will I do? Only time will tell ♪ I hear there's work in Richmond and some in New Orleans But outside that Clarke County line is a world I've never seen The papers say that the times are tough and money's running low But the bottom doesn't look so bad when the bottom's all you know ♪ Dear Heavenly Father, I've come before you now A bottle's in my left hand, a pistol's to my brow The preacher says salvation will cleanse all my bad deeds But I could never forgive myself for failing my family What will I do when all else fails? What will I do when no water's in the well? Oh what will I do when there's nothing left to sell? Oh, what will I do? Only time will tell