The Guardian Emerges - Clark Aboud

A hundred year old photograph Stares out from a frame And if you look real close you'll see Our eyes are just the same I never met them face to face But I still know them well From the stories My dear grandma would tell Elijah was a farmer He knew how to make things grow Fannie vowed she'd follow him Wherever he would go As things turned out they never left Their small Kentucky farm But he kept her fed She kept him warm They're my guardian angels And I know they can see Every step I take They are watching over me I might not know where I'm goin' But I'm sure where I come from They're my guardian angels And I'm their special one Sometimes when I'm tired I feel Elijah take my arm He says, "Keep a-goin', hard work" "Never did a body harm" And when I'm really troubled And I don't know what to do Fannie whispers, "Just do your best, we're awful proud of you!" They're my guardian angels And I know they can see Every step I take They are watching over me I might not know where I'm goin' But I'm sure where I come from They're my guardian angels And I'm their special one A hundred year old photograph Stares out from a frame And if you look real close you'll see Our eyes are just the same

In the night of the day I was born Quite sure I wouldn't see no tomorrow All the days I was wasting alone Always waiting for the nights without sorrows Mister, mister, you don't know what I am Can't you hear it always trembling in my voice Don't you know I'm doing all that I can But I'm a man without any choice Everyday's only pain for me I don't like the sunlight shining on my head I'm the man that was born for the dark Every light that shines is making me feel bad Lady, lady, put your hand on my head Can't you feel the grieving sorrows in my brain 'Cause I'm the one who's behaving so bad I need those feelings for you again Man of the dark - the guardian of the night Man of the dark - the guardian of the night I don't like people working all day Only working just to see next tomorrow But they are happy while they're living that way In that world I gotta beg, steel or borrow Mister, mister, you don't know what I am Can't you hear it always trembling in my voice Don't you know I'm doing all that I can But I'm a man without any choice Man of the dark - the guardian of the night Man of the dark - the guardian of the night Of the night - of the dark