| Medicine tongue and a heavy hand together make a fist |
| They put me down and I do not rise |
| And now as an old child, I’ll hand it down |
| I’ll hand it down, then I’ll blow around |
| See me blow around, just like dirty paper |
| I crossed my mind ahead of us |
| Just there where the trees give way |
| Do forgive, do forgive, I will forget your name |
| Far be it from me |
| Far be it from me to take care |
| By word of mouth |
| All young men do stagger |
| And all come to shamble by heart |
| We will see just as we believe no lie |
| Time will tell us |
| We’ll see his face and know why |
| Did I cross your heart, behind my back just then |
| Just then as time went marching by |
| I must push on, in prayer and take it by force |
| Though you’ve said it, you say it better |
| With more conviction than I |
| Medicine tongue and a heavy hand together made a list |
| Row on row of cold and hardened hearts that wish |
| My weeds and flowers would together both grow wild |
| From a distance, from a distance |
| They come up close to smile |
| © NEW JERUSALEM MUSIC PUBLISHING; |
| Your Russia Sözleri, AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. |