End of Sabbath up in the Blue Ridge Mountains
Birds calling sun descending
This is the end of a day and the beginning
Of a new day and a new week
Brought along my tenor guitar.
Singing as the sun sets:
“O I’ve come up to your mountain
Tell me what to do”
Sing my names. Dance, worship and play
Have fun and witness
And show the way
What are your names?
You know a few. Discover more
This very week
There sinks the sun
Brilliant orange gold
It’s almost too much
To behold
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We really are free o m
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