Oh, well, didn't it Rain, children? Rain, oh, my Lord Oh, didn't it (Rain?) Didn't it (Rain?) Didn't it Oh, oh, my Lord Didn't it rain? Well, it rained
Down a dangerous road I have come to where I'm standing With a heavy heart And my hat clutched in my hand Such a foolish man God ain't known no greater
mine Nobody's fault but mine If I die and my soul be lost Nobody's fault but mine My mother taught me how to pray My mother taught me how to pray If
strange things happening everyday Jesus is the holy light Turning darkness into light There are strange things happening everyday He gave the blind man sight When he praised
Well, you may run on for a long time Run on for a long time Run on for a long time Sooner or later, God'll cut you down Sooner or later, God'll cut you
Lord help The poor and needy In this land Lord help The poor and needy In this land When we all rise together And face the risin' sun Lord help The poor
When I close my eyes, so I would not see, My Lord did trouble me. When I let things stand that should not be, My Lord did trouble me. Did trouble me,
I'm goin' down To the church house Get down On my bended knee Deacon Jones Pray for me Deacon Jones Please pray for me Maybe there ain't no Heaven Maybe
What good am I if I'm like all the rest? If I just turn away when I see how you're dressed If I shut myself off so I can't hear you cry What good am I
walked life's winding road (Oh, yeah!) 'Cause I'm tryin' to bear the load (Oh, yeah!) And I traveled both night and day (Oh, yeah!) So tired I could hardly pray
Ain't no grave gonna hold my body down Ain't no grave gonna hold my body down Oh, when I hear that trumpet sound I'm gonna get up out of this ground Ain
: Down a dangerous road, I have come to where I'm standing With a heavy heart, and my hat clutched in my hand Such a foolish fool, God ain't known no
but mine Nobody's fault but mine If I die and my soul be lost Nobody's fault but mine I said, "I had mother who could pray I had mother who could pray
: I'm going down To the church house Get down On a bended knee Deacon Jones Pray for me Deacon Jones please pray for me Maybe there aint no heaven Maybe
: Didn't it rain children, talk about rain oh my Lord Didn't it, Didn't, Didn't, oh my Lord Didn't it rain Didn't it rain children, talk about rain
: What good am I - if I'm like all the rest If I just turn away - when I see how you're dressed If I shut myself off - so I can't hear you cry What good
