Benjamin Booker - Benjamin Booker

Have You Seen My Son

Place that Bible at my feet
I could hardly understand you
Boy, just mind that you mind me

I bet that you've callin' on me boy
Askin' for answers
You've been callin' at my door
You cried for a week

My son is still in the world
I don't see your way
I miss the old days
I miss the old days

Son, don't run
I said I'm tryin' to find some children in this world
I know the things that you understand

I bet that you've callin' on me boy
Askin' for answers
You've been callin' at my door
You cried for a week

My son is askin' the world somewhere
I pray for him every day
I know I won't see his face

All the way from Florida to New Orleans
I said 'everyone even who helps the least
When a mother loses his child
She would do my silly thing
I know that I can never make it right
But it's hard to live in failure

My son is lost in the world somewhere
I help him every day

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Writer(s): Benjamin Roderick Evans
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