Hank Williams - "Men With Broken Hearts"

You'll meet many just like me upon life's busy street
With shoulders stooped and heads bowed low and eyes that stare in defeat,
Or souls that live within the past where sorrow plays all parts,
Where a living death is all that's left for
Men with Broken Hearts.

You have no right to be the judge to criticize and condemn
Just think but for the grace of God it would be you instead of him
One careless step or thoughtless deed and then the misery starts
And to those who weep death comes cheep these
Men with Broken Hearts.

Oh so humble you should be when they come passing by
For it's written that the greatest men never get too big to cry
Some lose faith in love and life when sorrow shoots her darts
And with hope all gone they walk alone these
Men with Broken Hearts.

You've never walked in that man's shoes or saw things thru his eyes
Or stood and watched with helpless hands while the heart inside you dies
Some were paupers some were kings and some were masters of the arts
But in their shame they're all the same these
Men with Broken Hearts.

Life sometimes can be so cruel that a heart will pray for death
God why must these living dead know pain with every breath
So help your brother along the road no matter where he starts
For the God that made you made them too thes
Men with Broken Hearts.