Sanoja: Parsons Gram. In My Hour Of Darkness.

in my hour of darkness, in my time of need
oh, Lord grant me vision, oh, Lord grant me speed
once I knew a young man
went driving through the night
miles and miles without a word
with just his high-beam lights
who'd have ever though they'd build
such a deadly Denver bend
to be so strong, to take so long as
it would till the end
in my hour of darkness, in my time of need
oh, Lord grant me vision, oh, Lord grant me speed
another young man safely strummed his
silver string guitar
and he played to people everywhere
some say he was a star
but he was just a country boy

his simple songs confess
and the music he had in him so very few possess
in my hour of darkness, in my time of need
oh, Lord grant me vision, oh, Lord grant me speed
then there was an old man, kind and wise with age
and he read me just like a book and he
never missed a page
and I loved him like my father
and I loved him like my friend
and I knew his time would shortly come
but I did not know just when
in my hour of darkness, in my time of need
oh, Lord grant me vision, oh, Lord grant me speed
oh, Lord grant me vision, oh, Lord grant me speed