Lyrics

The wind's blowing hot through the cypress trees tonight
You can say what you want, but I won't see the morning light
And girl, it ain't the dying, no I'm not afraid to leave this life
I don't want you crying now, I married me a fine brave wife
I just hate to leave these children with no father in this world of strife

Put your arms around me, now, I'm trembling with a chill
I'm going to meet my maker, girl, the Bible tells me that I will
And it's only just the fever got me shaing in this summer heat
I've been a true believer, and the mercy of the Lord is sweet
But I've strayed from God's path a time or two on the devil's feet

Chorus:

Hear my confession, Lord, hear my dying prayer
Forgive my obsessions, I shook those chains I swear
I see my transgressions, I see my selfish soul laid bare
And I see the impression of Satan's knowing stare

Tell me I'm a good man, darling, tell me I don't need to fear
And when I'm gone don't tell them children things that they don't need to hear
I don't want them knowing, I don't want them thinking bad of me
They're young and they're growing, and there's sights they just don't need to see
Well, keep me out of your heaven, God, but let my children be

Chorus

Yeah, the wind's blowing hot through the cypress trees tonight
You can say what you want, but I won't see the morning light