Songtext von Higher Ground

Bitter in the belly, sweet on the tongue Pick up the pieces gonna tell someone Wind blows gentle and the wind blows warm Carry me on to the eye of the storm Water is rising it's an awful sound Carry my feet to the higher ground I don't know but I been told It takes a whole lotta diggin for an ounce of gold Ounce of gold don't buy no bread Everybody sleeping in a strangers bed Water is rising it's an awful sound Carry my feet to the higher ground Foot on the sea, foot on the land Loud as a lion with a book in your hand I ain't singing in the lukewarm choir Standing on the world with your legs on fire Time no more it's an awful sound Carry my feet to the higher ground