My grandfather went down with the Montevideo The rising sun, sent him floating to his rest And his wife fled south to Sydney, seeking out safe harbour
Oh Lord, have mercy One, two, three, four Ooo, killer I hit the highway A tough life barely sixteen No Angel Mercy Coming down to save the soul of me
Looking out my window Peace in the valley just don't come Though I know that man's my brother And that I'm the selfish one The hour is getting later
The local rock group down the street Is trying hard to learn their song They serenade the weekend squire Who just came out to mow his lawn Another Pleasant
Oh, well, I'm tired and so weary but I must go alone Till the Lord comes and calls me, calls me away, oh yes Well the morning's so bright and the lamp
Down in the valley In valley so low Hang your hair over your shoulder And you can hear the four wind blow Why can't you hear the wind blow my love? Can
Now we're on a journey Into darker times See the man made mountains Built for those divine Walk into the twilight In the land of the dead Gods walked
Bleached by the sun and scorched by the moon If I make it 'til tomorrow noon, I'm leaving 'Tween the horror of space and the terror of time My heart in
Well, you've gotta walk that lonesome valley You gotta go there by yourself There's no one here who'll go there for you You gotta go there by yourself
[Lead vocals: Mauricio Taborda] Metal against the metal Bleeding the steel... They came from everywhere Marching down on the hill Kill, kill pay the
I am a troubled mind, I am a calloused heart A failing engine from driving way too hard I was trying way too hard I pulled a thirty-eight out of my bleeding
By the clear and the winding stream In the valley of Strathmore Where my love and I have been Where we'll wander never more But if time was a thing man
There's a church in the valley by the wildwood No lovelier place in the dale; No spot is so dear to my childhood, As the little brown church in the vale
When I come to the river at the ending of day When the last winds of sorrow have blown There'll be somebody waiting to show me the way I won't have
On the wings of a snow-white dove He sends His pure sweet love A sign from above (sign from above) On the wings of a dove (wings of a dove) When troubles
Not long ago I was thinking of home And I wondered if Mama was there all alone I thought I'd drop by as I'd done before But the sound from within made
1. If Jesus comes tomorrow to spend some time with you Would you answer all His questions or lie to hide the truth? Would you welcome Him with open arms
Oh well I'm tired and so weary but I must go along Till the Lord comes and calls, calls me away Well the mornings so bright and the land is the light