I lit out from your back door Kicked an old can fifty miles or more Written right there on the side of the can There's a little bird of heaven right here
Mary weeped over me Mary weeped over me Turned on dime, said to me When you reach for the higher rock Then you reach for me. Saul told David, come play
Mary weeped over me Mary weeped over me Turned on dime, suddenly When you reach for the higher rock Then you reach for Me. Shackle and chain can?t settle
