Текст Screaming Trees – Gospel Plow

If you want to get to Heaven let me tell you how
Keep your hand on the Gospel plow
Hold on, hold on, hold on

Mary had a golden chain

If you want to get to Heaven let me tell you how
Keep your hand on the Gospel plow

Waking up without you now I’m on my own
Coming down the sky burns into my soul
And I want to know that you’re mine
I’ve got to know you’re mine

Coming back tomorrow said you’d be alright
I never find a way now to kill the time
And I want to know what’s in your mind
I got to know your mind

And I fell alone, and my dreams are told
You’re not at all, not at all
Not at all who you say you are
I’m glad I know, glad I know
Glad I know where you’re going

Waking up without you girl I’m on my own
Coming down the sky burns into my soul
And I want to know that you’re mine
I’ve got to know you’re mind

And I fell alone, and my dreams are told
You’re not at all, not at all
Not at all who you say you are
I’m glad I know, glad I know, glad I know