Из альбома: Simple mortel
Listen to the sound of the night bird singin
I wonder who he calls
My fingers hurt so bad it's got me grinnin
And i wonder can i do it all
Hit a stretch of rapids in the rushing ragin' river
Lookin'out for boulders and falls
A woman watches from the top of the canyon
Hopin'we don't drown us all
Help me now i got to slow down
Hear my singin' call
Hurt myself bad on a run thru the d?sert
Threw a shoes and took a bad fall
I long for the peace that the anciens bring me
Murmor of the lowlands shut my jaw
Help me now i got to slow down
Hear my singin' call
Every one knows there's a price for the askin'
Some people buy it and some they don't
Help me now sweet Jesus
I'm weary from the journey
Ineed to tell my brothers what i saw
Help me now igot to slow down
Hear my singin'call