If I was but a lonely folk singer
Trying my hardest
My damn outright and fastest
To rattle the rest into revolution
Raise the dead and bury them again
Clap your hands take from them what you can
Clap your hands and dance with me my friends
Raise the dead and bury them again
Clap your hands and dance with me my friends
Few men have the might of many if their will be strong
You and I were never likely, you and I will never live that long
Because we're paranoid
We look back darkly on our lives
Always playing with ourself
Always blaming someone else
For everytime the other leaves
I swear by Christ I can believe
I guess in the end some things in life aint meant to be
Raise the dead and bury them again
Clap your hands and dance with me my friends