You were always tryna fill the void, my brother
A habit so old, tryna find that something new
Never stare in the arms of a lover
Seeking darkness wherever light may shine through

Along came a morning of another
Blindsided by your sweet surprise

Odetta, don't you know
That you saved this young man's soul?
And he can watch you getting wise
And you can watch him growing old

You're always searching for destruction
Now you bare the scars of a path in which you chose
It takes a brave and a stronger kind of woman
To follow where such a broken man can go

Along came a morning of another
Blindsided by your sweet surprise

Odetta, don't you know
That you saved this young man's soul?
And he can watch you getting wise
And you can watch him growing old

You got to hold him close
Odetta, don't you ever let him go
Might be a long, wide road
Although we may need you then we need you now more than ever

Odetta, don't you know
That you saved this young man's soul?
And he can watch you getting wise
And you can watch him growing old
Odetta

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Writer(s): Foy Vance, Roy Graham