Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song St. Jude , by - Denison Witmer. Song from the album River Bends, in the genre Фолк-рокRelease date: 09.09.2002
Record label: Velvet Blue
Song language: English
St. Jude |
| She was born of missionaries somewhere overseas |
| And now it was that she was brought to me |
| Staring from her farmhouse porch and through a heavy rain |
| She says that inside she felt a change |
| The seed is for the field and the trough is for your hand |
| And this is something we can understand |
| The seed is for the field and the trough is for your hand |
| And this is something we can understand |
| But you feel something wrong |
| And you know what it is |
| And your father will never understand |
| But I can |
| I can pull you out |
| I can pull you out |
| Picture of St. Jude is on the candle that i burned |
| Saint of my lost causes and concerns |
| Alone and in my bedroom |
| My guitar and wooden chair |
| Play out all my thoughts until the end |
| The prayers go soft, you can feel them even more |
| As they echo down the hall and hardwood floor |
| The tubes sound warm and the instrument plays well |
| How long I have waited I can’t tell |
| How long I have waited I can’t tell |