Joan Baez
a city called heaven live
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I am a poor pilgrim of sorrow
Cast out in this wide world to roam
My brothers and sisters won't own me
They say that I'm weak and I'm poor
But Jesus father the almighty
Has bade me to enter the door
Sometimes I'm almost driven
'Til I know not where to roam
I've heard of a city called Heaven
I've started to make it my home
When friends and relations forsake me
And troubles grow 'round me so high
I think of the kind words of Jesus
Poor pilgrim I always am nigh
Oh soon I shall reach the bright glory
Where mortals no more do complain
The ship that will take me is coming
The captain is calling my name
I've heard of a city called heaven
I've started to make it my home
- Album:
- Songbird
- Day After Tomorrow
- Gulf Winds
- Miscellaneous
- Play Me Backwards
- Come From The Shadows
- Born To The Breed A Tribute To Judy Collins
- Carry It On
- One Day At A Time
- Joan Baez
- Joan Baez Vol. 2
- Dark Chords On A Big Guitar
- Joan Baez 5
- Blessed Are...
- Joan
- Gone From Danger
- Where Are You Now My Son?
- Speaking Of Dreams
- Gracias A La Vida
- How Sweet The Sound