The Lower Road Joan Baez
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Cut me down
Bury this rosary
Somewhere out of town
Somewhere out by the sea
And take this ring
Give it to Emily
And tell her I'm peaceful now
Tell her I've been released
I will be rolling on, I will be rolling on . .
Well I know that dream
I know it all too well
Starts like a lonely voice
And shifts to a tolling bell
Like rain on a dusty ground
Small bones in the driest well
The spark breathes a fiery tongue
And the tongues kiss the cheek of Hell
I will be rolling on, I will be rolling on
I've had my part to play, now I am going home . . .
There's no telling which way boys
This thing is gonna take hold
From the fruit on a poplar tree
To the bruise round a band of gold
Bury this rosary
Somewhere out of town
Somewhere out by the sea
And take this ring
Give it to Emily
And tell her I'm peaceful now
Tell her I've been released
I will be rolling on, I will be rolling on . .
Well I know that dream
I know it all too well
Starts like a lonely voice
And shifts to a tolling bell
Like rain on a dusty ground
Small bones in the driest well
The spark breathes a fiery tongue
And the tongues kiss the cheek of Hell
I will be rolling on, I will be rolling on
I've had my part to play, now I am going home . . .
There's no telling which way boys
This thing is gonna take hold
From the fruit on a poplar tree
To the bruise round a band of gold
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