The Maker Songtext
von Emmylou Harris

Oh, oh, deep water
Black and cold like the night

I stand with arms wide open
I′ve run a twisted line
I'm a stranger in the eyes of the Maker

I could not see for the fog in my eyes
Could not feel for the fear in my life

From across the great divide, in the distance I saw a light
Of Jean Baptiste, he′s walking to me with the Maker

Oh, my body, my body is bent and broken
By long and dangerous sleep

I can't work the fields of Abraham and turn my head away
I'm not a stranger in the hands of the Maker


Brother John, have you seen the homeless daughters?
Standing there with broken wings

I have seen the flaming swords
There over east of Eden
Burning in the eyes of the Maker
Burning in the eyes of the Maker
Burning in the eyes of the Maker

One. two, three, four, five, six

Oh, river rise from your sleep
Oh, river rise from your sleep
Oh, river rise from your sleep
Oh, river rise from your sleep

Thank you
Darryl Johnson, Buddy Miller and Brady Blade
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