Dear Lord
Steve Forbert · Other Songs - Steve Forbert
Please, if you will, my plea,
Send me someone else,
Send me someone else.
I can't eat, I can't sleep,
I don't even brush my teeth,
Down here by myself,
Down here by myself.
Though my paths may wind through walls of
grapevine,
Though the trees hang ripe with fruit to eat,
Though the berry buds may bloom and taste fine,
I can't help but look for fruit more sweet.
The one thing that I'd bring
To this scene so free
Is somethin' much like me,
Is somethin' much like me
Except with soft lips
An' tender breasts an' hips
An' pretty eyes to see
An' pretty eyes to see.
Though these last few nights were white with moonlight,
Though your brooks and streams are clean and clear,
Though your morning sun's a fine and bright sight,
I can't help but look for more down here.
So dear Lord, hear Lord,
Make me someone new,
If you'd be so kind,
If you'd be so kind.
My bed's cold, the game's old,
I'm awf'ly bored and blue.
If you would not mind,
If you would not mind.
Dear Lord
Steve Forbert's "Dear Lord" stands as a defining track in his discography, blending traditional country storytelling with a distinct, modern acoustic sound. Recorded with his signature raw vocal delivery and intricate guitar work, the song captures the essence of his genre-defining style that merges folk, bluegrass, and country. Released as a standalone recording, it exemplifies Forbert's ability to craft intimate narratives that resonate deeply with listeners. The track has become a staple in his live performances and catalog, showcasing his commitment to authentic musical expression and lyrical depth without relying on commercial polish. It remains a testament to his influence in the contemporary acoustic country scene.