Sad quarry

What else did you give me
What else should I strive to fix
What wrongs have you done
What bells have you wrung
How many songs need to be unsung
How many roads begun
With the sins you’ve done

Lord keep me from the rum
From the addictions and fun
It has made so much undone
Brought men out of their worries
Brought about many sorries
Ruined their stories
so that it doesn’t ruin my quarry