Garth Brooks – Wolves

January’s always bitter

But Lord, this one beats all

The wind ain’t quit for weeks now

And the drifts are ten feet tall

I been all night drivin’ hefers

Closer in to lower ground

Then I spent the mornin’ thinkin’

‘Bout the ones the wolves pulled down.

Charlie Barton and his family

Stopped today to say goodbye

He said the bank was takin’ over

The last few years were just too dry

And I promised that I’d visit

When they found a place in town

Then I spent a long time thinkin’

‘Bout the ones the wolves pull down.

Lord, please shine a light of hope

On those of us who fall behind

And when we stumble in the snow

Could you help us up while there’s still time.

Well, I don’t mean to be complainin’ Lord

You’ve always seen mme through

And I know you got your reasons

For each and every thing you do

But tonight outside my window

There’s a lonesome, mournful sound

And I just can’t keep from thinkin’

‘Bout the ones the wolves pull down.

Oh Lord, keep me from bein’

The one the wolves pull down