Cold Black Water

Lyrics

Don’t you call my name Peter don’t you dare
I been treading in the water and a fever running through my head
They say I was the chosen one who’d make it all alright
But I’m sinking in the Cold Black Water down here tonight

I was just trying to find a place I could rest my shoes
Quarter mile off of Beale I could still hear them sing them blues
Bottle of wine singing hallelujah right across my lips
Current of the ole Mississippi dancing at my hips

Swing low, low brother won’t you drag that line
Swing low low never know just what you’ll find
Every child of God gotta answer when it comes his time

Don’t you shed no tears for me on that muddy ground
Don’t you waste no wine for me when they lay me down
Don’t you stray down in that water just to see my face
Come up baptized trying just to find some grace

Swing low, low brother won’t you drag that line
Swing low low never know just what you’ll find
Every child of God gotta answer when it comes his time

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