Recorded by Hank Williams Words and music by Pee Wee King and Redd Stewart [C] Travelin' [G7] down a lonely high-[C] way I knew not [F] where the road would [C] end Not a [F] penny in my [C] pocket All a-[G7] lone without a [C] friend In a [G7] little country [C] village I met a [F] man and he was [C] blind As I [F] helped him cross the high-[C] way Oh! [Am] Lord I cried his [C] burdens are [G7] greater than [C] mine. I can [F] see the light of day I [C] need not feel my way Yes, thy burdens are [G7] greater than [C] mine. Met a lad while on my travels Tryin' hard to play the game Though his leg was very crippled And he could not speak his name Yet, he smiled in understandin' Though life to him had been unkind And as I watched, I cried in sorrow Oh! Lord his burdens are greater than mine. I can speak my name aloud Make my way among the crowd Yes, his burdens are greater than mine. Just by chance I passed a graveyard I saw a young man kneelin' there In his hand, there were some roses On his lips, there was a prayer On a stone, these words were written 'Your soul is God's, your mem'ry mine' And as I watched, I cried in sorrow Oh! Lord I see his burdens are greater than mine.