Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song John Brown's Body, artist - Gregory Alan Isakov. Date of issue: 31.12.2006
Song language: English
John Brown's Body |
| theres always the creaks and the strangest sounds |
| john brown’s body was never found |
| but the locals see him walkin round |
| there’s a ‘for sale' sign on the old farm roads |
| there’s a silo empty and done for |
| the place just aint the same no more |
| now its shinin all them different ways, crimson blues and yellow shades |
| theres snow up in the way |
| and those clouds still full of rain |
| there’s work in town or so they say |
| just blessed to fill our hands today |
| god knows if it will ever pay |
| and we fill our hands with wood and steel |
| and grace is a woman we all long to feel |
| you know someday we will… you know someday we will |
| there’s always the creaks and the strangest sounds |
| john brown’s body’s up and walkin round |
| countin all the riches that he’s found |
| and he throws it all in that wishing well |
| made it home in the morning hail… there's snow up in the way |
| and those clouds still full a rain |