Well, mother don't you stop prayin' Father keep right on prayin' Don't you stop prayin' For this old world is almost done I got to keep your lamps trimmed
Flowers today bloomin' by the pathway Linin' the edge of tomorrow's grave Bright shinin' way, livin' in the shadows Tryin' to be the master of tomorrow
Sure a lot smaller everyday Wonder why we feel this way You don't know that I've got nothing left to say I've been blown across the water Like a ship
Will you rock me, baby? Said, rock me all night long Well, said rock me, baby Said, rock me all night long I want you to rock me, mama Lord, like my back
Daily things fall off like water Falling down like summer rain We see each other in confusion Wonder why we came today Sittin' lonely in our prison Lookin
I've waited all my lifetime, for a moment like today Our love is really real and really here to stay And now, I know what's happening to start anew I'
Got my questionnaire baby You know I'm headed off for war I got my questionnaire baby You know I'm headed off for war Well, now I'm gonna do some fightin
Up in the morning watch the north wind rise Bringin' fire down from the skies Hey, we got a long way to go So keep on lovin' and make it slow We're goin
Looked outside my window Fog came up to play That gray outside is around my head Looks like it's there to stay Looks like it's there to stay Looks like
Momma take the pillow from under my head, now Allelu Said take the pillow from under my head Allelu Now, take the pillow from under my head Jesus's gonna
(Jorma Kaukonen) (Instrumental)
I'm the winin' boy, don't you deny my name I'm the winin' boy, don't you deny my name Now my name Well, I'm the winin' boy, don't you deny my name I
I got the riding pneumonia today Well, the weather's too fine to stay Now I want to go down to Mexico Got a feeling we'll be heading that way By this
creep by in the greying sky How days creep by come and ask me why How days creep by in the greying sky How days creep by Did you know that tuna
) Mark volman & howard kaylan: This town.. this town.. This town we're in is just a Sealed tuna sandwich with the wrapper glued. Mark volman: We get
pons (vocals) Mark volman & howard kaylan: This town.. this town.. Is just a sealed Tuna sandwich. Sealed Tuna sandwich With the wrapper glued ...
Micro liquid feelings Will never solve Pacific problems Exotic fish will never be Able to walk As long as we live Micro liquid feelings Will never solve