Lightfoot Gordon - Ring Them Bells lyrics

Ring them bells ye heathen from the city that dreams Ring them bell from the sanctuaries, 'cross the valleys and streams For they're deep and they're wide, and the world's on its side And time is a-runnin' backwards and so is the bride Ring them bells St. Peter where the four winds blow Ring them bells with an iron hand so the people will know Oh, it's rush hour now on the wheel of the plow And the sun is a-goin' down upon the sacred cow Ring them bells sweet Martha for the poor man's son Ring them bells so the world will know that God is one For the shepherd is asleep where the willow weep And the mountains are filled with lost sheep Ring them bells for the blind and the deaf Ring them bells all of us who are left Ring them bells for the chosen few Who will judge the many when the game is through? Ring them bells for the time that flies For the child who cries when innocence dies