David R. “Poppa” Alexander

WHY CAN’T I REST?

Why can’t I rest Lord?
Why can’t I rest?
The ones we left behind Lord,
They were the very best.

Why can’t I rest Lord?
Why can’t I rest?
You know they were forced to the sword,
You know they did their best.

Why can’t I rest Lord?
Why can’t I rest?
I can’t forget their faces Lord;
They linger in my memory: why this awful test?

Why can’t I rest Lord?
Why can’t I rest?
This deep river of memories I must ford,
I know you know what’s best.

Why can’t I rest Lord?
Why can’t I rest?
Forgive me for asking Lord,
I can only do my best.

Why can’t I rest Lord?
Why can’t I rest?
They come at night in an awful hoard,
And sometimes it is a hard test.

I know now how to rest Lord;
I know now how to rest.
I’ll depend on you Lord,
To get me through to my final rest.

That’s when I can rest Lord.
That’s when I can finally rest.