Praying Arm Lane

Well hey I been down that a way

With a dream on my arm

Yet me an my love we could not stay

We heard voices of children

An by little hands were led astray

All the boughs bend for us

All the earth awaits thee

All the stones they will cry out

An every tongue confess thee

Oh my dream come an take me quickly

'Fore the struggle take me

Yea lay me down any way you choose

An let the voices of our children wake me

The boughs they all bend for us

All the earth awaits thee

All the stones they will cry out

An every tongue confess thee

An though the word yes it falls on deaf ears

It is spoken just the same

The word it stands

Looks straight at every man

From kings down to the lay

I told it fast an glad

The color of a slow drink

Or so they say

So they say by the light of day

Hidden 'neath their wings

Of black, brown and grey

The boughs they all will bend for us

An all the earth awaits thee

All the stones they will cry out

An every tongue confess thee

An though the word yes it falls on deaf ears

It is spoken just the same

The word it stands

Looks straight at every man

From kings down to the lay