Where The Waters Flow
Rob Paynter wrote this in the early 80's. Recorded in 2001.
I wanna go where the waters flow
Come on hon, don't be slow
The same old people just make me tired
Same talk, how's work, who's been fired.
I wanna go where the waters run deep
Come on hon, we don't have to be sheep
Everybodies trying to beat the next
Think of yourself, forget the rest.
I wanna go where the grass is green
Come with me babe, be my queen
Everyone's grabbing, grabbing for more
They don't give a thought to those they've caused to crawl.
I wanna go where the sky is blue
I'd go on my own but I'd rather go with you
And we could run where the waters meet the sands
And we could lift up the weaker ones, 'stead of treading on their hands.
I wanna go where the wild doves sing
Come as you are, don't bring a thing
As long as we keep our eyes on the Lord
We won't get tired of life, we won't get bored.
I wanna go where the waters flow
Come on hon, you know it must be so.