I’m gonna lay down my burden down, down by the riverside Down-by-the-riverside
Down by the riverside, down by the riverside
I’m gonna lay down my burden, down by the riverside
I’m gonna study war no more
I walked down to a river
And sat in reflection of what had to be done
An offering of crimson flowed into the water below
A wound of spirit from which it floated and faded away
Like every hope I’ve ever had. . .
Like every dream I’ve ever known. . .
It washed away in a tide of longing
A longing for a better world
From my will
My throat
To the river
And into the sea
Wash away. . .
Fade away. . .
I don’t know why I love you like I do
After all these changes that you put me through
You stole my money and my cigarettes
And I haven’t seen hide nor hair of you yet
I wanna know
Won’t you tell me
Am I in love to stay?
Hey hey
Take me to the river
And wash me down
Won’t you cleanse my soul
Put my feet on the ground
Boy, don’t call me angel
You ain’t got me right
Don’t call me angel
You can’t pay my price
Ain’t from no heaven
Yeah, you heard me right (Yeah, you heard me)
Even though you know we fly (Though you know we)
Don’t call me “Angel”
Ariana Grande, Miley Cyrus, and Lana Del Rey - Don’t Call Me Angel
Just call me angel of the morning, angel,
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby.
Just call me angel of the morning, angel,
Then slowly turn away from me…
By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down
Yeah, we wept, when we remembered Zion
By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down
Yeah, we wept, when we remembered Zion
There the wicked
Carried us away in captivity
Required from us a song
Now how shall we sing the Lord’s song in a strange land?
I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy
I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy
All around in my home town
They’re trying to track me down
They say they want to bring me in guilty
For the killing of a deputy
For the life of a deputy, but I say…
Now look at them yo-yo’s that’s the way you do it
You play the guitar on the MTV
That ain’t workin’ that’s the way you do it Money for nothin’ and your chicks for free
Anyway, we cut a hit and we toured a bit
With a song he said he couldn’t use
And now he calls and begs and crawls
It’s telephone deja vu
We got percentage points and lousy joints
And all the glitter we can use, Mama
So, uh huh, don’t call us now, we’ll call you
Blue days, black nights,
I look into the sky (the love you need ain’t gonna see you through),
And I wonder why (the little things you planned ain’t comin’ true),
Oh, oh, telephone line, give me some time, I’m living in twilight…
Deep in the dark your kiss will thrill me like days of old
Lighting the spark of love that fills me with dreams untold
Each day I pray for evening just to be with you
Together at last at twilight time
That thunder in your heart at night when you’re kneeling in the dark,
it say’s you’re never gonna leave her
But there’s this angel in her eyes that tells such desperate lies
and all you want to do is believe her
Get down… Get down on your knees and pray.
Get down… get down…get down…get down…
You better get down on your knees and pray.
Hey… my sister… (can’t you hear me say)
Hey… my sister… (you better get down on your knees and pray)