Crosby Stills Nash - Singing Call Lyrics

Listen to the sound of the night bird singing
I wonder who he calls
My fingers hurt so bad, it's got me grinnin
And I wonder can I do it all
Hit a stretch of rapids in the rushing raging river
Looking out for boulders and falls
A women she watches from the top of the canyon
Hopin we don't drown us all

Help me now, I got to slow down in my singing call

Hur my self bad on a run through the desert
Threw a shoe and took a bad fall
Long for the peace the the ancients bring me
Murmur of the lowlands shut my jaw

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Everyone knows there's a price for the asking
Some people buy themselves a doll
Help me sweet Jesus
I'm weary from the journey
I need toll my brothers what I saw

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