Lyrics The Quick and the Dead - John Lucas

The Quick and the Dead

I’ve waited years
By the water’s side
For angels
To come and stir the water’s tide
But the quickest men
Have passed me every time
And no angel
Has yet to toss a single dime
Oh Jesus
When will you come again?
For I’ve seen no hope
In the eyes of crippled men
Oh it seems
That we’re all quick or we’re dead
There’s no mercy here
At this water’s head
You don’t have to wait, you don’t have to wait
You don’t have to wait, for these waters to be stirred
You don’t have to wait, you don’t have to wait
You don’t have to wait, for these waters to be stirred
For these waters to be stirred
For these waters to be stirred
For these waters to be stirred
For these waters to be stirred
For these waters to be stirred