The River Of Souls...

Fields of gold,
Stories told,
Blood turned into mud,
Take me down,
Take me down,
To...
The river of souls.

Chains, freezing cold,
Balls, too heavy to hold,
Cotton picked, for rich white folk,
Take me down,
Take me down,
To...
The river of souls.

Blues to be sung,
Hearts to be hung,
Roads burning from a traveling sun,
Take me down,
Take me down,
To...
The river of souls.

This Mississippi boat,
Is my preacher with hope,
With 3 strings and truths to be told,
Hear my voice god,
I'm yours to hold,
I have thorns lord,
But I'm a single black rose.

Take me down,
Take me down,
A reflection in the ripples,
Tainted slavery, rekindled,
I see innocent bones,
With a story to unfold,
Take me down,
Take me down,
To...
The river of souls,
Oh Lord To The River Of Souls...