The Maker

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
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 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
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 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
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 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
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 One. two, three, four, five, six
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 Oh, river rise from your sleep
 Oh, river rise from your sleep
 Oh, river rise from your sleep
 Oh, river rise from your sleep
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 Thank you
 Darryl Johnson, Buddy Miller and Brady Blade
 Spyboy