Ain't No Footprints In The Sand

I have a friend who plays the guitar. Perhaps he can make a folk song out of this. What do you say, Ray?

When I look back over the trail we made

The years pass in a blur, memories fade

Years of walking hand-in-hand

But ain’t no footprints in the sand


Ain’t no footprints that I can see

O why, Lord, have You forsaken me?

You’re either dead or just don’t give a damn

Ain’t no footprints in the sand


I know how the tale is supposed to be

I grow weary, and You’ll carry me

I’m tired, now, and could use a hand

But ain’t no footprints in the sand


Ain’t no footprints in the sand

I’ve stumbled, and I’d really like to know

Oh, mercy, ain’t no footprints in the sand

Where did You go, Lord? Where did You go?

Ain’t no footprints in the sand