Lyrics
I don't quite know what she's doing anymore
But I do know that the answers will come
A-whistling in on the back of that old southern wind
Pumping her legs through the bluegrass field
She said all who are tired and are weary one day will rest
But those sticks, those sticks and the stones, they won't stop singing
In the sweet by and by
On that shore, I'll lay down my life
But my body and my soul will sound like a horn
In the sweet by and by
Not for nothing but I will survive
Coz I swim good and she promised rain
I don't quite know where I'm going anymore
But I have known that old nettle's sting
And the ache of my ankles from dancing
In that cool summer mud what takes way the pain
I believe all who are tired and are weary one day will rest
But the sticks, the sticks and the stones, they won't stop singing
In the sweet by and by
On that shore, I'll lay down my life
But my body and my soul, they'll sound like a horn
In the sweet by and by
Not for nothing but I will survive
Coz I swim good and she promised rain