Precious Little

(Eleanor McEvoy)
 Shake your beads out,
 One by one
 And call me Magdalene
 It won't grieve me
 I understand
 Where it is you're coming from
 Draw a curtain
 Close your eyes
 When history's pages fail you.
 I will not open up those history books
 That's not for me to do.
 Precious little in your life
 Is yours by right
 And won without a fight
 Precious little in your life
 Is yours by right
 And won without a fight.
 Shadows call me,
 In the wind
 Some don't go away
 Angels guide me
 From the clouds
 In everything I do and say
 Shake your beads out
 Kneeling down
 It will not pass me by
 Two people coming from a different place
 Maybe neither one is right.
 Repeat CHORUS
 Shake your beads out
 Join your hands
 That still won't make you right
 Those so-called sinners that you're praying for
 Are standing by your side
 Repeat CHORUS
 Repeat CHORUS