Ricky Skaggs
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(Walt Wilkins - Naoise Sheridan)

All night I've wrestled Jacob's angels
And prayed with Matthew, Luke and John
Struggling to find the words to face the task
That comes upon the blood red dawn.

I've buried men before their time
Of alcohol and blackened lung
But how to bury seven of these
Appalachian miners sons.
Who stormed the beaches wave on wave,
And sailed home to these rocky graves
In family plots that bared their names.

Chorus:
Tomorrow I'll walk up, seven hillsides
Tremble before my flock on seven hillsides
Seven sorrows, seven sons, seven mothers and every one
Will turn to me for the word of God, what does this mean?
And there I'll stand good book in hand,
A shepherd to these precious lambs
What will I say, what will I say, what can I say?

To tell the truth I'd never thought much
About the will of God before.
Called to preach at seventeen
I was in love with fiery words and not much more.

The time has come to keep the faith
For others shattered by their loss.
Remind them of the loving God
Whose son like theirs paid the cost.
To save a sad and wicked world
Through sacrifice our love is heard
And pray that I believe those words.

Chorus:
Tomorrow I'll walk up, seven hillsides
Tremble before my flock on seven hillsides
Seven sorrows, seven sons, seven mothers and every one
Will turn to me for the word of God, what does this mean?...


Mirror lyrics:

Will turn to me for the word of God, what does this mean?...
Seven sorrows, seven sons, seven mothers and every one
Tremble before my flock on seven hillsides
Tomorrow I'll walk up, seven hillsides
Chorus:

And pray that I believe those words.
Through sacrifice our love is heard
To save a sad and wicked world
Whose son like theirs paid the cost.
Remind them of the loving God
For others shattered by their loss.
The time has come to keep the faith

I was in love with fiery words and not much more.
Called to preach at seventeen
About the will of God before.
To tell the truth I'd never thought much

What will I say, what will I say, what can I say?
A shepherd to these precious lambs
And there I'll stand good book in hand,
Will turn to me for the word of God, what does this mean?
Seven sorrows, seven sons, seven mothers and every one
Tremble before my flock on seven hillsides
Tomorrow I'll walk up, seven hillsides
Chorus:

In family plots that bared their names.
And sailed home to these rocky graves
Who stormed the beaches wave on wave,
Appalachian miners sons.
But how to bury seven of these
Of alcohol and blackened lung
I've buried men before their time

That comes upon the blood red dawn.
Struggling to find the words to face the task
And prayed with Matthew, Luke and John
All night I've wrestled Jacob's angels

(Walt Wilkins - Naoise Sheridan)


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