Joan Baez Lyrics
The Lower Road Lyrics
Joan Baez, Thea Gilman
Cut me down,
Bury this rosary
Somewhere out of town,
Somewhere out by the sea
And take this ring,
Give it to Emily
And tell her Im peaceful now,
Tell her Ive been released
I will be rolling on, I will be rolling on . . .
Well I know that dream,
I know it all too well
Starts like a lonely voice
And shifts to a tolling bell
Like rain on a dusty ground
Small bones in the driest well
The spark breathes a fiery tongue
And the tongues kiss the cheek of Hell
I will be rolling on, I will be rolling on
Ive had my part to play, now I am going home . . . .
Theres no telling which way boys
This thing is gonna take hold
From the fruit on a poplar tree
To the bruise round a band of gold
From the blood in a far country
To the war of just growing old
We travel a long road
And its lonely and it is cold
And we will be rolling on, We will be rolling on
We had our part to play now we are going home
We will keep rolling on
We will keep rolling on
Cause for every midnight hour
Theres always a rising sun ...