Moses Pain - Jonathan Wilson

Moses pain takes your bag and head on in to the city

It looks like they could use another troubadour

All the fair ladies there, they’ll be begging for mercy

Don’t forget your chambermaid she’s waiting on the seventh floor

They wanna show you to high cotton when you sing about slavery

They wanna sell and reproduce your golden morgues

They wanna get down to the bottom of what it is that propells you

They’ll never know that hard luck road you’ve been on

Noo

They just remember that country doctor with the twitching eyelids

The one who showed you, Moses, how you where gonna get to heaven

One who brought you your mothers world just to scrap it and sing it

And the one who you will meet, Moses, when you make a bad call

One made you see that maiden in the doorway

She was summoning you to travel on loves sweet two lane highway

Just remember the art of war and them affairs down in Eden

Don’t become the type of person that you told me you would never become

And there in the paradise when you put your pin to the page

And beauty never knew the world until you came of age

There clowns whispering if thunder whispering with rain

Keep writing those sweet rugged melodies of love

If Moses' allright the legend of pain

Keep on riding

Keep on riding

Keep on riding

Keep on riding

Keep on riding

Keep on riding

Keep on riding