In my hour of darkness, in my time of need
Oh Lord, grant me visio-ion, oh Lord, grant me spee-eed
Once I knew a young ma-an, went driving through the night
Miles and miles without a word with just his high beam lights
Who'd have ever thought they'd give such a deadly hairpin bend
To be so strong, to take so long, as it would till the e-end
In my hour of darkness, in my time of need
Oh Lord, grant me visio-ion, oh Lord, grant me spee-eed
Another young man safely strummed a silver stringed guitar
That he played for people everywhere, some say he was a star-ar
But he was just a country boy-oy with simple songs confessed
And the music he had in him so very few posse-essed
In my hour of darkness, in my time of need
Oh Lord, grant me visio-ion, oh Lord, grant me spee-eed
Then there was an old man, kind and wise with a-age
He read me just like a book and he never missed a pa-age
And I loved him like my father and I loved him like my friend
I knew his time would shortly come, I did not know just when
In my hour of darkness, in my time of need
Oh Lord, grant me visio-ion, oh Lord, grant me spee-eed
In my hour of darkness, in my time of need
Oh Lord, grant me visio-ion, oh Lord, grant me speed...
