(Coverdale/Hughes/Lord). Called to Madonna. To give me a line. She said boy what have you done. Passing your time with a holy man. Talking about the moon and sun. But I can't tell the difference. Between the fool and wise. Show me a river to follow. Away from all these lies. I've been on my own so long. Won't you lend me your hand. I've been picking up my bones too long. Won't you understand. Called to the Captain. To put me ashore. For it looked like no man's land. Is this the way to follow. I cried as I shook his hand. He told me had no answer. He didn't really hold the key. I am a simple man. Was all he said to me. I've been on my own so long. Won't you lend me a hand. I've been out in the cold too long. Won't you understand. I've been on the road so long. Won't you lend me your hand. I've been out in the cold too long. Won't you understand. Heard my mother crying. She was calling out my name. Whisper in the dark night. Saying who's to blame. The hour glass keeps turning. With not enought sand to see. I am a holy man. So don't you bother me. I've been on my own so long. Won't you lend me your hand. I've been pickin' up my bones too long. Won't you understand. I've been on my own so long. Won't you lend me your hand. I've been out in the cold too long. Won't you understand?. .