Dr Project Point Blank Blues Band - Dedicated

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(with the great respect to The Man in Black)

DEDICATED - Dr
(spoken)
The earth will tramble and the sea will roare
They'll become one, for once more
There'll be no man to plough the earth
For man to sail, there'll be no shore
There'll be no woman to give the birth
to blue eyed sons and darling young ones
I look up, and wait
for the Man to come around

There are no stone walls
Around this prison of mine
And there no steal bars to hide the sun
must be I'm getting old

There's a sunny sky right above my head
but what I see is black instead
Must be I'm getting blind

The drums will sound on the empty field
There'll be no one to raise the shield
Fixing problems with guns and lead
Waiting for the man to raise the dead
I'll wait
For the man to come around

There's no sound up in the sky
But I hear the four riders,
Riding hard
Must be I'm getting deaf

So, I raised my hand
To say a word
But I guess I'll never be heard
Reckon, I must be the fool

The trumpet will sound for the final score
The ears to hear will be no more
The heaven and hell will be one again
The hand will reach out for the hand
Truth will be spread through out the land
I'll wait
The man will come around