After the last tear falls After the last secret's told After the last bullet tears through flesh and bone After the last child starves And the last girl
This is not another song about the mountains Except about how hard they are to move Have you ever stood before them Like a mustard seed who's waiting
Mary picked the roses Early in the morn Mary picked the roses As the day was being born Mary picked the roses To smell their sweet perfume Mary picked
Lost my luggage out in Kalamazoo Same way I tend to lose my conscience too Another day in these dirty old blues And I don't seem to mind This is a thing
There, in the distance--a pillar of fire Rumbling like thunder in a dream It roars among the pines along the lines Of the great Mississippi It scatters
I'd give you all of me to know what you were thinking And if I had one wish I'd wish I wasn't sinking here Drowning in this well Oh can't you tell That
Girl, I'd be lying if I promised you Every word I ever said was true But I can promise you this: I'm gonna fall--blown over like a ship at sea By the
David's on his throne at sundown His paper and his pen are in his hand He's waiting on a song at sundown As he gazes out across his holy land And he
Jesse, go to sleep We're still a long way off I'm just filling Junior up at Texaco There's a schedule that we've got to keep And every time we're late
I see the thunderheads rise In the northern sky And my heart is sinking In the threatening tide 'cause my portside's heavy with the worries of life
In this world there's a whole lot of trouble, baby In this world there's a whole lot of pain In this world there's a whole lot of trouble But a whole
Daniel hollered goodbye to the old river barge With a dream in his head and a bride in his arms Everyone said, "You're crazy: But everyone longed to
I wanna open up my eyes And see a more beautiful world Let the hand of God Almighty Sweep his colors through my life I wanna hold tight to the laughter
Give us faith to be strong Father, we are so weak Our bodies are fragile and weary As we stagger and stumble to walk where you lead Give us faith to be
Hey, Jamie, would you mind Driving down this road a while Arizona's waiting on these eyes Rich is on the radio And I think we ought to take it slow Arizona
Late one night I had a notion An epiphany would be a better word So I stumbled in the dark down to the ocean And I pulled my broken heart out of the surf
Rickety fence and a rocking chair The smell of my father's pipe Cackling goose in the summer air The garden is green and ripe Suddenly now I'm far away
I remember how the shepherds lay in slumber And the angels came and broke them from their dreams And Mary raised her weary head And Joseph stood there