Listen to the sound of the night bird singin
I wonder who he calls
My fingers hurt so bad it´s got me grinnin
And i wonder can i do it all
Hit a stretch of rapids in the rushing ragin´ river

Lookin´out for boulders and falls
A woman watches from the top of the canyon
Hopin´we don´t drown us all
Help me now i got to slow down
Hear my singin´ call
Hurt myself bad on a run thru the désert
Threw a shoes and took a bad fall
I long for the peace that the anciens bring me
Murmor of the lowlands shut my jaw
Help me now i got to slow down
Hear my singin´ call
Every one knows there´s a price for the askin´
Some people buy it and some they don´t
Help me now sweet Jesus
I´m weary from the journey
Ineed to tell my brothers what i saw
Help me now igot to slow down
Hear my singin´call