Hallelujah Band Songtext
von Eilen Jewell

I stood next to the tracks
Just to feel something pushing back
Tearing through each doubt and sin
The train was an iron wind

I climbed down underground
To listen for a new sound
Found a river underneath our feet
Dark and silent, deep


I′m an old guitar, won't stay in tune
Worn-out, faded, not fit for you
But I want to be played by the unseen hand
To make a good noise in the hallelujah band

There was a place in the pines
A little spot, I called it mine
Just a child but I knew somehow
I know I′d never find it now

I'm an old guitar with broken strings
And tarnished surface, not fit for kings
But I want to be played by the unseen hand
To make a good noise in the hallelujah band


I stood next to the tracks
Just to feel something pushing back
Tearing through each doubt and sin
The train was an iron wind