I’m not a whiner
I’m not a shiner
And I’ve got religious belief
Behind a curtain
The future's uncertain
Lord I could use some relief

Lord, I could use a little relief
Lord, I could use a little relief

I'm not the man that I used to be
Consumed by a fire that no one can see
I feel it inside me, it cuts like a blade
As my life and my energy fade

And Lord, I could use a little relief
Lord, I could use a little relief

We pray for miracles
That sometimes don’t arrive
In time to save a single soul
I can't say I fear at all
I know I won't survive
But Lord, this takes a heavy toll

I hear the stories, I sing the blues
I listen to jazz, but I turn off the news
Kiss little babies, Stay true to my wife
And I've prayed to you, Lord, for all of my life

But Lord, I could use a little relief
Lord, I could use a little relief