The Blind Boys Of Alabama
The Blind Boys Of Alabama
The Blind Boys Of Alabama
The Blind Boys Of Alabama
The Blind Boys Of Alabama
The Blind Boys Of Alabama
The Blind Boys Of Alabama
The Blind Boys Of Alabama
The Blind Boys Of Alabama
Many rivers to cross
But I can't seem to find my way over
Wandering I'm lost
As I travel along the white cloffs of dover
Many rivers to cross
And it's only my will that keeps me alive
I've been ripped, washed up for years
And I merely, merely survive
And this loneliness won't leave alone
It's such a drag to be on your own
My spirit is lonely and I don't know why
But I guess I have to try
Many rivers to cross
But I begin, I'm praying
Many rivers to cross
But my way back home I cannot find
Many rivers to cross...