Chris Whitley - Dust Radio lyrics

Walk it with the father Talk it with the son Baby got vision child Like a loaded gun She use my body Like carrion crow Doing our transmission thing On Dust Radio Baby, call the number Nobody left in town Baby paint skulls and constellations On the ground Where she lay me gently She lay me slow Somebody receiving up there On Dust Radio Walk it with the spirit Talk it with the spine Mama sing, "Open up yourself When worlds align" My secret Jesus The Good Red Road On blood antenna Dust Radio Dust Radio