River Jordan

River Jordan, won't you wake my pharaoh

So he can teach my people

To walk the straight and narrow



Come lie beside me

In a horse drawn carriage

Drug through the thorns

Past the morgue, past the parish



Oh Lord I wanna go

Back to the land that I once knew

Far past these fields of bloody snow

Back to the sand

Back to the sand

Back home again



F*ck the news

F*ck the House of Blues

F*ck my whole career

You don't want me here



Let me know

Where my loved ones go

It's not fair to keep 'em hid

Tell me what I did

Take me back

To when the world was black

Before the sun was made

A picnic in the shade



Oh Lord, oh Lord, I wanna go

Back to the land I once knew

Far past these fields of bloody snow

Back to the sand

Back to the sand

Back home again