Lyrics
And I was slumbering
Through these hills
Now my eyes are open, yet I'm trembling
Still digging holes, though I found Your gold
Still looking at You, yet I can't hold
The well with water, that's built on stone
'Cause I've been running with the ole coyotes
And if I can't trust this water, well
Would You show me the fields where I may dwell?
Or I may never tell
And I was trembling
Through these hills
At night my mind is wrestling
Will this go on till I'm gray and old?
Still looking at You, yet I can't hold
The well with water, that's built on stone
'Cause I've been running with the ole coyotes
And if I can't trust this water, well
Would You show me the fields where I may dwell?
Oh,
Would You show me the fields where I may dwell?
Or I may never tell