Blues in Dallas

Will I see you there when that final trumpet blows?

Will I see you there when that final trumpet blows?

If I don't see you there, I will run a comb through my

hair

And I will wait, I will wait, I will wait

Will you walk on in when the angel summons you?

Will you walk on in when the angel summons you?

If I don't see you go, I will let the minions flow

And I will wait, I will wait, I will wait

Down in Dealey Plaza, the tourists mill about

Down in Dealey Plaza, the tourists mill about

And I am far from where we live, and I have not learned

how to forgive

But I will wait, I will wait, I will wait