Well, do you say    Nobody hears me when I pray.    And if you say    I just don’t care to live past what's today.    And if you say    Oh, brother last night I prayed   Your preacher isn’t preaching at home.       And if you say    Nobody hears me when I cry.    And if you say   Well I just don't understand why.    And if you say    I just can’t take it, I’m saying goodbye.       When you’re walking    It’s a heavy, heavy load.    To make the load lighter    Sing      Sold my soul   At the bottom of the hill.   The demons there   they shaved my hair   And made me take their pills.   My cold soul    Is at the bottom of the hill.   Oh I should have walked on by   Let her cry   And only drank my fill.      Some men they say    There is more to us than Is known.    Some ladies say    Well there’s some things we’re not shown.    All people say    You’re stepping on our homes.    And your footprints    Endeavors, never told.    But still we’ll sing.       Sold my soul    At the bottom of the hill.    The demons there    They shaved my hair    And made me take their pills.    My cold soul    Is at the bottom of the hill.    Oh I should have walked on by    Let her cry    And only drank my fill.