Babylonian Blues

(instrumental verse) Down by the river of Babylon We sat on the banks and cried It was on the muddy banks of the Babylonian river Well we sat and we cried We were remembering home, felt like we had died... yeah, yeah (instrumental verse) Well, we stacked up there underneath the aspen tree, A stack of old guitars I said there under the quaking aspen tree Was a stack of silent guitars I’m asking Lord, how can we play, how can we sing How can we sing with these scars? How can we sing, how can we play with these scars? (instrumental verse) Well every face, every face I see Is sarcastic and mocking—they say go on play me a song, a happy song... Every face I see, well they’re laughing, they’re laughing they want a they want a happy song They want a happy song I say, how can I sing a happy song When I’m, I’m here all day I’m here all night long? How can I sing a happy song so far from home now, yeah? (instrumental verse) Well, gonna let my fingers wither and fall off Gonna let my tongue swell up and turn black Let my fingers wither and fall off, like the leaves on the trees Let my tongue swell and turn black If I ever forget my home, now If I ever, if I ever forget to head back If I ever forget you.... I’m coming back to my home now... yeah, yeah Gonna get back home get back home now... Gonna get back home now... I won’t ever forget my home Ain’t ever gonna, ain’t ever gonna Turn my back Oh Lord, Oh, yeah, yeah...