Follow you down to the red oak tree
As the air moves thick through the hollow reeds
I will wait for you there until someone comes
To carry me, carry me down
...
See I have not I have not grown cold
I have stole from men who have stole from those
With their arms so thin and their skin so old
But you are young, you are young, you are young
Then somebody laughs like it’s all just for hell
As though we could not be saved from the depth of the well
But the cloth that i make is a cloth you can sell
To pay for the gossamer seed
Names get carved in the red oak tree
Of the ones who stay and the ones who leave
I will wait for you there with these cindered bones
So follow me follow me downOh I run to the river
It was boilin I run to the sea
It was boilin I run to the sea
It was boilin all on that day
...
So I ran to the lord
I said lord hide me
Please hide me
Please help me
All on that day
Said God where were you
When you are old and prayin
Lord lord hear me prayin
Lord lord hear me prayin
Lord lord hear me prayin
All on that day
Sinnerman you oughta be prayin
Oughta be prayin sinnerman
Oughta be prayin all on that day
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one more miracle
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