Now I woke up this morning yes there was rubbling in my mind
I was thinking about my baby I left her so far behind
Oh now I wonder Lord I wonder deep in my heart
If this is ever gonna stop this feeling mama don't you undestand
Oh no no no no

Oh the driver on that engine oh Lordy ain't no friend of mine
Ah he done took away my baby oh and left her so far behind
Ah but sometimes in the morning oh sweet lover don't you know
Your boy's gone to his room yeah
Ah I remember all about the good times hiney
And I forget all about the rain now

Well you never did it for me mama
How do you want your rolling done, oh yes
You know I do believe you wanna be rolled be rolled be rolled
from sun to sun hey now darling
Don't you know I cross that burning desert on my knees
Bring my pay cheque home every Friday night
Mama don't I treat you right
Yeah that green rocky road ah you gotta promenade now
You gotta promenade, mama who who do you love
Ah who do you love, who do you love
Who do you love, who do you love

Brother did you ever run up the mountain
Lord I went up to the top
Say your lover from above
Run down to the valley listen to it ring
Lord Lord listen to it ring from above
You gotta run to the river run to the river
Run to the river cleanse your soul
Cleanse your soul, cleanse your soul
I think that sooner or later we'll make it or break it
I mean your brother I mean it ain't matter what the color
Lord we both gotta get out of here
We gotta rise up Lord away from the skin Lord up there a while
You gotta look at your brother don't matter what the color
Lord if you want to get along
Everything will be.. oh green rocky road
You be promenade promenade in green
Talking 'bout love now, talking 'bout love
Talking 'bout love, talking 'bout love
Hey you gotta walk to the river brother
Swim in the river and cleanse your soul
You gotta sing hallelujah
Lord if you want to get along
You gotta sing hallelujah brother don't matter what the color
You gotta see the light all by yourself

You gotta run, shake and lie
Ah run shake it on your own
Oh run, shake and lie, oh shake it on your own
Thaere ain't no Moses, Jesus don't know the words
You gotta run, shake and lie
Run, shake and lie now, Run, shake and lie
Shake and lie, shake and lie, shake and lie, shake and lie,
shake and lie, shake and lie

Ah Lord I woke up this morning woh Lord rubbling on my mind
I was thinking' thinking 'bout my baby
I left her so far behind
Oh sometimes in the morning Lord a voice comes ringing through

And I think o mama Lord I must be crazy mama
Not to be home with you

I'm going home I'm going home
I'm going home I'm going home

Every... O.K.

Writer : TIM BUCKLEY
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