Working Man's Prayer, Pt. 2

For Miss Simmons down the road, had wood needed chopping
Sam Fallow over east, had hay needed bailing
Old man Turner wanted his holler fixed before time spring planting
The fourth day I was down on my back, Lord
But I got it all done before the sky turned black
Now, I ain't complaining Lord, but sometimes when you see me stumble
Reach down and lift the hand on my sack
Lord, Make my hammer a little lighter, and my dollar a little stronger
Make my days a little shorter and my nights a little longer
And if there's anything
I can do for you, Lord
Let me know what's to be done
And I will be done
Well, goodnight, Lord