Muddy water taking back the land

The old-frame house, she can't take-a one more beating

Ain't no use to stay and make a stand

Well the morning light shows water in the valley

Daddy's grave just went below the line

Things to say, you just can't take em with ya

This flood will swallow all you've left behind

Won't be back to start all over

Cause what I felt before is gone

Mary, take the child, the river's rising

Muddy water taking back my home

The road is gone, there's just one way to leave here

Turn my back on what I've left below

Shifting land, broken farms around me

Muddy water's changing all I know

It's hard to say just what I'm losing

Ain't never felt so all alone

Mary, take the child, the river's rising

Muddy water taking back my home

Won't be back to start all over

Cause what I felt before is gone

Mary, take the child, the river's rising

Muddy water's changing all I know

Muddy water's changing all I know

Lord, this muddy water is taking back my home

Yeah, my baby left me this morning

And I don't care now, I don't care what the people say

Yeah, I did everything that I could, everything I could,

Lord knows I did everything I could

I tried to satisfy her worried mind, that's what I did

You know she was nothing but trouble, trouble

She keep me worried all the time

God knows her movements are killing me

Yeah, my baby stayed out all night long, all night long

She keep me worried all the time

Yeah, I lay down last night I was thinking

Must I kill that woman? Must I kill that woman?

Oh Lord I get down on my knees

They tell me God forgivin' everything you do

But I don't care what the people say

I'm gonna kill that woman,

I'm gonna kill that woman, God knows

I'm gonna get down on my knees

Yesterday the sun was shining but you're finding the sun it

Don't shine all the time

A winter day suddenly came your way

And you ran into your mind

Sleeping Analeah, Weeping Analeah

Do you think you're ready for me?

Oh and yesterday is gone forever and ever, never

To be again

You looked for the sunshine, that brought warmth to your mind

But find only rain

Sleeping Analeah, Weeping Analeah

No, you're not ready for me

But when yesterday becomes a memory, a memory

That we uncovered in time

If you still remember that cold September

I reigned in your mind

Sleeping Analeah, Weeping Analeah

Then you'd be ready for me

She walks these hills in a long black veil

She visits my grave when the night winds wail

Nobody knows, nobody sees

Nobody knows but me

Ten years ago, on a cold dark night

Someone was killed 'neath the Town Hall light

There were few at the scene, but they all agreed

That the slayer who ran looked a lot like me

The judge he said: Son, what is your alibi

If you were somewhere else, then you won't have to die

But I spoke not a word though it meant my life

For I'd been in the arms of my best friends wife

Now the scaffold is high and eternity is near

She stood in the crowd but shed not a tear

But sometimes at night when the cold winds moan

In a long black veil she cries on my bones

Hey Joe, where you going with that gun in your hand?

Hey Joe, where you going with that gun in your hand?

I'm gonna shoot my baby, I caught her messin round with another man

Hey Joe, I heard you shot your baby down

Hey Joe, I heard you shot your baby down

Yes I did I shot her, I went and put her in the ground

Hey Joe, where you gonna run to now?

Hey Joe, where you gonna run to now?

I'm heading way down South where I can be free

I'm heading Mexico way, no hangman's about to put a leash around me

As I walk these narrow streets

Where a million passin feet have trod before me

With my guitar in my hand

Suddenly I realize nobody knows me

Where yesterday the multitude

Screamed and cried my name out for a song

Today the streets are empty

And the crowds have all gone home

I pass a million houses

But there is no place that I belong

All I knew to give you

Was song after song after song

All the truths I tried to tell you

Were as distant to you as the moon

Born 200 years too late

And 200 years too soon

I'm a child of this age

Locked into the pages of your book

And when I am but dust and clay

And all the children stop to take a look

Will they marvel at the miracles I did perform

And the heights I did aspire

Or will they tear out the pages of the book

To light a fire

With the rain on my face

There is no place that I belong

Did you forget this fucking singer so soon?

And did you forget my song?

And what costume shall the poor girl wear

To all tomorrow's parties

A hand-me-down dress from who knows where

To all tomorrow's parties

And where will she go and what shall she do

When midnight comes around

She'll turn once more to Sunday's gown

And cry behind the door

And what costume shall the poor girl wear

To all tomorrow's parties

Why silks and plumes of yesterday's gowns

To all tomorrow's parties

And what shall she do with Thursday's rags

When Monday comes around

She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown

And cry behind the door

And what costume shall the poor girl wear

To all tomorrow's parties

For Thursday's child is Sunday's clown

For whom none will go mourning

A blackened shroud, a hand-me-down gown

Of rags and silks, a costume

Fit for one who sits and cries

For all tomorrow's parties

By the time I get to Phoenix, she'll be rising

And she'll find that note that I left hanging on the door

And she'll laugh when she reads the part

That says: "I'm leaving"

Cause I've left that girl so many times before

And by the time I get to Albuquerque, she'll be working

And she'll take off time just to give me a call

And she'll hear that phone keep right on ringing and ringing

On the wall, yeah oh, that's all

And by the time I make Oklahoma, she'll be sleeping

She'll turn softly in her sleep and call my name out low

And then she'll cry just to think that I'd really leave her, I left her

But time after time after time I tried to tell her so

But she just didn't know That I would really go

That I would really go

Oh please don't send me out

Said the man with the hammer, hammering the anvil

I been walking on a road of rocks

And I keep on hammering, keep on hammering, keep on hammering,

Hammering the anvil

Don't let the sun go down

Said the man with the fire, firing the furnace

I been buried in the snow

And I keep on firing, keep on firing, keep on firing,

Firing the furnace

Oh don't talk to me

Said the man with the chisel, chiseling the surface

I been sleeping far too long

And I keep on chiseling, keep on chiseling, keep on chiseling,

Chiseling the surface

I don't know what you mean

Said the man with the shovel, shoveling the ashes

I been digging in the frozen ground

And I keep on shoveling, keep on shoveling, keep on shoveling,

Shoveling the ashes

Shoveling the ashes

Chiseling the surface

Firing the furnace

Hammering the anvil

Keeping my soul and my senses apart

Something's gotten into my life

Cutting its way through my dreams like a knife

Turning me up and turning me down

Making me smile and making me frown

In a world that was small

I once lived in a time there was peace with no trouble at all

But then you came my way

And a feeling unknown shook my heart, made me want you to stay

All of my nights and all of my days

I gotta tell you now

Something's gotten hold of my hand

Dragging my soul to a beautiful land

Something has invaded my nights

Painting my sleep with a colour so bright

Changing the grey and changing the blue

Scarlet for me and scarlet for you

I've got to know if this is the real thing

I've got to know what's making my heart sing

You smile and I am lost for a lifetime

Each minute spent with you is the right time

Every hour, every day

You touch me and my mind goes astray

Jesus met the woman at the well

Jesus met the woman at the well

And he told her, everything that she'd done, that she'd done

And he said, woman, look-a here woman,

Tell me where is your husband?

She said whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, I don't have one

He said, woman, look-a here woman,

They tell me you have five husbands

And that man you have now sure ain't one

She went running, crying, God help me

She said whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, you must be the prophet

Because you told me everything that I've done

Say goodbye, my one true lover

And we'll steal a lover's song

How it breaks my heart to leave you

Now the carnival has gone

Oh my love, the dawn is breaking

And my tears are falling rain

For the carnival is over

We may never meet again

Like a drum my heart was beating

And your kiss was sweet as wine

But the joys of love are fleeting

For Pierrot and Columbine

Now the cloak of night is falling

This will be our last goodbye

Though the carnival is over

I will love you till I die