Mary don't you cry, kiss me now so I can die Alabaster laughing sigh, A sinner with holy eyes Wash my feet with her tears, Choke and strangle sister fear Let down your pretty hair Touch the day anoin t the year How Long not long, Reap what you sow How Long not long His truth is marching on How long not long been to the mountain top How long not long till Jesus calls me home You always have the poor I prepare a place for you
My cup runs over rod and staff will comfort you k** the shepherd the sheep will scatter across the barren land The hour has now come Wash the silver from your hands Liverpool is dead, and the sounds that fill the air The president went to Dallas and he never came out of there If Jesus Christ offends you, you wear X's in your eyes Bob Dylan never changed the world and I don't believe he ever tried