A poor old man came riding by And we say so, and we know so Oh, a poor old man came riding by Oh, poor old man Says, "Hi, old man, your horse will die" And we say so, and we know so And if he dies, we'll tan his hide Oh, poor old man And if he don't, I'll ride him again And we say so, and we know so And I'll ride him until the Lord knows when Oh, poor old man He is dead as a nail in the lamp room door And we say so, and we know so And he won't come worrying us no more Oh, poor old man We'll use the hair of his tail to sew our sails And we say so, and we know so And the iron of his shoes to make deck nails Old poor old man Drop him down with a long long rope And we say so, and we hope so Where the sharks will have his body, and the devil takes his soul Oh, poor old man

For the wounds that I've inflicted, for the wounds that I've received I offer you my bitterness, I offer you my grief For the trust that I have broken, for the lies that I have told Forgive me God for giving, my heart away for gold I'm a merchant in your temple, selling sinners doves You turn over my tables with your foolishness oh God I am a sly sidewinder, a brood of vipers in your hand You're an Appalachian preacher who I cannot withstand I'm running to your altar, I'm weeping on your floor I feel your love inside my heart, I wanna feel it more You said be wise and gentle like the serpent and the dove Only heeding half of your own advice is your foolishness oh God For the snow upon the mountain, melting down into the sea I will sit with you in silence and listen to you sing I will ask you all my questions, I will waste all of your time You don't give the poet answers so the poet gives you rhyme What kind of mad man are you, taking on the worst of odds I'm chalking up my fortunes to your foolishness of God

I feel the river Rushing in me Like a mighty chariot And I cannot keep it From bursting over The muddy banks of my heart Oh love supreme did not withhold But gave all His heart and soul Oh what joy when blind eyes see You bled, You died, You rose for me I see a kingdom Rising in me Of a resurrected King And I cannot keep it From overwhelming This narrow world of unbelief Oh love supreme did not withhold But gave all His heart and soul Oh what joy when blind eyes see You bled, You died, You rose for me I know my weakness Has come to nothing Under a bloody avalanche And I hear my Savior Cry out, 'It is finished' There's not a thorn that stands a chance Oh love supreme did not withhold But gave all His heart and soul Oh what joy when blind eyes see You bled, You died, You rose for me Oh love supreme did not withhold But gave all His heart and soul Oh what joy when blind eyes see You bled, You died, You rose for me You bled, You died, You rose for me

Well I feel a warm wind blowin' Meltin' all the sadness off of my soul. And I smell the sweet cherry blossoms Pourin' all their gladness into my soul. In winter, I believe you. In springtime, I see you. It's so good to be with you, My hope has come! Lord You make all things new! Your love is my breakthrough. Now I sing hallelujah! My hope has come. Now I walk through the valley of the shadow, And I have been tested like silver and gold. Lord your faith has taught me to cherish. That this light affliction is not my home. In winter, I believe you. In springtime, I see you. It's so good to be with you, My hope has come! Lord You make all things new! Your love is my breakthrough. Now I sing hallelujah! My hope has come. Now I'm not gonna give in to this mortal frustration. And I'm not gonna give death any standing ovation. I will lift my soul, God, with no hesitation Cause between you and me there is no separation. In winter, I believe you. In springtime, I see you. It's so good to be with you, My hope has come! Lord You make all things new! Your love is my breakthrough. Now I sing hallelujah! My hope has come. In winter, I believe you. In springtime, I see you. It's so good to be with you, My hope has come! Lord You make all things new! Your love is my breakthrough. Now I sing hallelujah! (End)

Well I'm not known for my spiritual ways I'm known by the sweat of my brow My back is strong I was born to contend With the land by the blade of a plow Cursed is the land from beginning to end Blessed is the man who'll not yield For God takes pleasure in those who pursue Him in the midst of their field Through blood and marrow Dust and rain I hear heaven calling my name Of sorrow, I am not afraid I was not born to labor in vain I have the rhythm of John Henry's hammer Pulsing like fire through my veins I'll never regret any days of my labor This freedom that some think are chains So I'll sink my hands down into the soil Plant seeds for bread and for wine And I'll sing a song for my wife and my children When I come home every night Through blood and marrow Dust and rain I hear heaven calling my name Of sorrow, I am not afraid I was not born to labor in vain Despite my attempts To avoid this affliction I've failed to resist this earthly thorn It turns like a screw into all my revelation Twisting my sinew and bone So I'll drag my leg slowly behind me Through fields that will always be stained It's true that I've lost ones I love In the meantime, I will not labor in vain Through blood and marrow Dust and rain I hear heaven calling my name Of sorrow, I am not afraid I was not born to labor in vain I hear heaven calling my name Of sorrow, I am not afraid I was not born to labor in vain

I took on the world when I was young and strong Start to lose heart when it takes too long And without your heart, what can you do? From how I had the feeling, nothing's where it belongs Masters have slaves, and slaves have songs And so I say, "What else can I do?" In the middle of the night, walking in my sleep Trying to untie, something that I need Never felt closer, but still just out of reach It's hard to be brave when your brain's on fire If heaven and earth have conspired To make you pay, more than you owe There's a blizzard in my belly, a fever in my soul Can you tell me is Jehovah, friend or foe? Well there's some things, we just have to know In the middle of the night, walking in my sleep Trying to untie, something that I need Never felt closer, but always out of reach Still I hold a promise like hope holds a dream But I've lost so many battles I forget what it means I would let it go but it won't let go of me Between the pestle and the mortar, the bitterness is crushed And every sweet illusion is turning into dust I don't understand but I'm learning to believe Can you shake your fist at heaven, or blame your God above If he allows the weakness to prove the strength of love I would let him go but he won't let go of me

You bring the gladness I'll bring the gleaming You bring the glory I'll bring the singing You bring the table I'll bring the feasting Somewhere in the distance, I hear wedding bells ringing You bring the comfort I'll bring my thinking You bring the new wine I'll bring the drinking You bring your spirit I'll bring the weeping I have nothing else but the promises you're keeping You bring the morning you bring the evening I'm gonna praise you with every breath that I'm breathing You bring the working day so a man can keep believing So a woman can keep on dreaming And after the fire dies you open up our eyes again You bring the stillborn baby to my shoulder You bring your sorrow to every fallen soldier You bring your passion to the graves that we stand over Young love that we lost, we will find as we grow older You bring the mountain so I have somewhere to wander You bring the ocean so I can walk on water You bring the wilderness so I can learn to hunger I feel you like a phantom I can't explain your wonder You bring the morning you bring the evening I'm gonna praise you with every breath that I'm breathing You bring the working day so a man can keep believing So a woman can keep on dreaming And after the fire dies you open up our eyes again