Intro: I was born from love, and my poor mother worked the mines, I was raised on the Good Book Jesus, 'till I read between he mines, Now I don't believe I wanna see the morning. Goin' down the stoney end, I never wanted to go down the stoney end, Mama, let me start all o-ver, Cradle me, Mama, cradle me again, Cradle me, Mama, cradle me again. I can still remember him with love-light in his eyes, But the light flickered out and parted as the sun began to rise, Now, I don't believe I wanna see the morning. Goin' down the stoney end, I never wanted to go down the stoney end, Mama, let me start all o-ver, Cradle me, Mama, cradle me again, Cradle me, Mama, cradle me again. Nevermind the forecast, 'cause the sky has lost control. 'Cause the fury and the broken thunder's come to match my ragin' soul, Now I don't believe I wanna see the morning. Goin' down the stoney end, I never wanted to go down the stoney end, Mama, let me start all o-ver, Cradle me, Mama, cradle me again, Cradle me, Mama, cradle me again. Goin' down the stoney end, I never wanted to go down the stoney end, Mama, let me start all o-ver, Cradle me, Mama, cradle me again, Cradle me, Mama, cradle me again.