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Rick Ford

Rise up and dance all you ragged angels
There’ll be high stepping ‘neath the crystal chandeliers
When the enemy comes marching down the main street
All you’ll leave behind are precious souvenirs

Put away your songs of constant sorrow
Put away your tales of grief and woe
Rise up and cross that mighty Jordan
Singing songs of freedom as you go

Let the wind blow your troubles away
Let the wind blow your troubles away
If you die with your belt on you’ll spit in your grave
So let the wind blow your troubles away

Rise up and sing all you seasick sailors
Searching for a shelter from the storm
Lift your mighty voices up to heaven
Soon you’ll be in Valparaiso safe and warm
Welcome to the wounded and the weary
Welcome to the ones who’ve lost their way
Welcome to the hungry and the homeless
May you find comfort in those green hills far away

Rise up in line you prophets and you preachers
Nail your crooked colours to the cross
You’ve got to choose to be a saint or be a sinner
‘Cos someone’s gain is always someone else’s loss

Here’s to the healer and the holy
And the soldiers who put their guns away
Here’s to the voice you hear inside you
Telling you your soul’s a sacred place

Rise up and fly all you punchdrunk poets
Howl your hungry phrases to the moon
They say that sticks and stones can never hurt you
But a well aimed word can leave a fatal wound

Give a voice to the voiceless and the victim
Give hope to the helpless and the lame
Give a face to the faceless and forgotten
And tell the Gods to hang their heads in shame

Americana Music, Rick Ford, Songwriter, Smoke and Mirrors, Americana style, Staffordshire, UK.
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