Mary don't you cry, kiss me now so I can die

Alabaster laughing sigh, A sinner with holy eyes

Wash my feet with her tears, Choke and strangle sister fear

Let down your pretty hair

Touch the day anoin t the year



Chorus



How Long not long, Reap what you sow

How Long not long His truth is marching on

How long not long been to the mountain top

How long not long till Jesus calls me home



Verse



You always have the poor I prepare a place for you

My cup runs over rod and staff will comfort you

Kill the shepherd the sheep will scatter across the barren land The hour has now come Wash the silver from your hands



Liverpool is dead, and the sounds that fill the air

The president went to Dallas and he never came out of there

If Jesus Christ offends you, you wear X's in your eyes

Bob Dylan never changed the world and I don't believe he ever tried