In my hour of darkness, in my time of need

Oh Lord, grant me visio-ion, oh Lord, grant me spee-eed



Once I knew a young ma-an, went driving through the night

Miles and miles without a word with just his high beam lights

Who'd have ever thought they'd give such a deadly hairpin bend

To be so strong, to take so long, as it would till the e-end



In my hour of darkness, in my time of need

Oh Lord, grant me visio-ion, oh Lord, grant me spee-eed



Another young man safely strummed a silver stringed guitar

That he played for people everywhere, some say he was a star-ar

But he was just a country boy-oy with simple songs confessed

And the music he had in him so very few posse-essed



In my hour of darkness, in my time of need

Oh Lord, grant me visio-ion, oh Lord, grant me spee-eed



Then there was an old man, kind and wise with a-age

He read me just like a book and he never missed a pa-age

And I loved him like my father and I loved him like my friend

I knew his time would shortly come, I did not know just when



In my hour of darkness, in my time of need

Oh Lord, grant me visio-ion, oh Lord, grant me spee-eed

In my hour of darkness, in my time of need

Oh Lord, grant me visio-ion, oh Lord, grant me speed...