I look at the sky
I see an airplane as it flies

Is this the way
They said Jesus came?
Gone through St. Louis
Gone straightaway

And I hear the winter
Will cut you quick
If tears were liquor
I'd have drunk myself sick

Woman, are you home?
A house of cards
A frame of bones

Here I am
Earthly bound
Said hallelujah
I'm going down

And the River Jordan
Is deep and wide
I think I see forever
Across on the other side

I look at the sky
I see a nightbird
As it flies

Over the old
Bent cherry trees
Shivering in a row

Down here the winter
Will cut you quick
These tears are liquor

And I've drunk myself sick

And the dead of winter
Will cut you quick
These tears are liquor

And I've drunk myself sick