The Bells

The Bells
 Maya De Vitry
 Rock-a-bye baby, Bethlehem Stable
 There's a dog-earred Bible on the kitchen table
 Of a Mississippi morning, cotton plantation
 And a Tarrytown underground railroad station
 Abraham rises on a day decided
 All six foot four in a house divided
 Cries like he knows what the wind is bringing
 Now the trees are down but the birds are singing
 Muddy waters . keep on rolling
 And the bells are cracked . but they keep on tolling
 Muddy waters . keep on rolling
 And the bells are cracked . but they keep on tolling
 Lead
 Bus pulls up, Montgomery station
 She reads the law like an invitation
 The oil is low but the lamp is burning
 And the Wheels are busted but they keep on turning
 Break my bread, share my water
 Take my hand and call me brother
 The kingdom stands, the walls are leaning
 At the edge of the water a King is dreaming
 Muddy waters . keep on rolling
 And the bells are cracked . but they keep on tolling
 Muddy waters . keep on rolling
 And the bells are cracked . but they keep on tolling
 Lead
 Muddy waters . keep on rolling
 And the bells are cracked . but they keep on tolling
 Muddy waters . keep on rolling
 And the bells are cracked . but they keep on tolling
 Rock-a-bye baby, Bethlehem Stable
 There's a dog-earred Bible on the kitchen table
 Of a Mississippi morning, cotton plantation
 And a Tarrytown underground railroad station