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Who do you love

I woke up this morning there was trouble in my mind
I was thinking about my baby I left her so far behind
Oh now I wonder I wonder deep in my heart
If this is ever gonna stop this fooling
Mama don't you understand
Oh no no no no

Oh the driver on that engine oh Lord ain't no friend of mine
Ah he done took away my baby oh and left her so far behind
But sometimes in the morning oh sweet lovin’
Don't you know your boy's gone to his room yeah
I remember all about the good times honey
And I forget all about the rain now

Well you never did it for me mama
How do you want your rolling done,
You know I do believe you wanna be rolled be rolled be rolled
From sun to sun hey now darling
Don't you know I cross that burning desert on my knees
Bring my pay check home every Friday night
Mama don't I treat you right

Yeah that green rocky road you gotta promenade now
You gotta promenade, mama who who do you love
Who do you love, who do you love
Who do you love, who do you love

Brother did you ever run up the mountain
Lord I went up to the top
Seen your lover from above
Run down to the valley listen to it ring
Lord Lord listen to it ring from above
You gotta run to the river run to the river
Run to the river and cleanse your soul
Cleanse your soul, cleanse your soul

I think that sooner or later we'll make it or break it
I mean your brother I mean it ain't matter what the color
We both gotta get out of here
We gotta rise up away from the skin up there a while
You gotta look at your brother don't matter what the color
If you want to get along
Everything will be.. oh green rocky road

You be promenade promenade in green
Talking 'bout love now, talking 'bout love
Talking 'bout love, talking 'bout love

You gotta walk to the river brother
Swim in the river and cleanse your soul
You gotta sing, shout, pray Hallelujah
If you want to get along
You gotta sing Hallelujah brother don't matter what the color
You gotta see the light all by yourself

You gotta run, shake and lie
Run shake it on your own
Run, shake and lie, oh shake it on your own
There ain't no Moses, Jesus don't know the words

You gotta run, shake and lie
Run, shake and lie now, run, shake and lie
Shake and lie, shake and lie, shake and lie, shake and lie,
shake and lie, shake and lie

I woke up this morning trouble on my mind
I was thinking' thinking 'bout my baby
I left her so far behind
Sometimes in the morning a voice comes ringing through

And I think Oh mama Lord I must be crazy mama
Not to be home with you

I'm going home I'm going home
I'm going home I'm going home

Tim Buckley
Tim Buckley Music ASCAP

Released 1990 Enigma Retro/Bizarre Records
“Dream Letter: Live in London 1968”

Running time 9.26
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