Comfort Me - Ron Pope

Little church on Williams Street

They had to tear it down

My brother calls once in a while

But he don’t come around

I hear they changed my high school’s name

Can’t remember what it’s called

I guess I’m a stranger in this place

It’s not my hometown anymore

So I drink my whiskey straight

And I take my coffee black

When I ran away from home

I never thought I’d make it back

And my mother prayed for me

Each night before she went to sleep

I wish that she was here

So she could comfort me

Things you wish would stay the same

It seems like they’re the first to change

Fields we used to run and laugh in

Now they’re someone’s real estate

And everyone I used to know

Is like a ghost to me these days

And I don’t think I have much else

That they could take away

So I drink my whiskey straight

And I take my coffee black

When I ran away from home

I never thought I’d make it back

And my mother prayed for me

Each night before she went to sleep

I wish that she was here

So she could comfort me

I drink my whiskey straight

And I take my coffee black

When I ran away from home

I never thought I’d make it back

And my mother prayed for me

Each night before she went to sleep

I wish that she was here

So she could comfort me