ISRAEL NASH GRIPKA


Bellwether Ballad Lyrics

Oh, miss Mary I settle down,
make an honest man out of me,
well I take to your father's land,
I learn to keep good company.

In the spring you can marry me,
but women and pain they never wait.
Some got the timing right, but I was too late.

Oh, my bones are tired and worn,
time it shows upon my face,
I'm still looking for those mountain tops,
you can tell by the way I celebrate.

The fire's now have all gone out,
but I think that I would stay,
Some got the timing right, but I was too late.

Sometimes I think that the sky will break,
you just keep me on the line,
my mother's praying that my soul he'll take,
a hope that gets me through the night.

I should turn the pages of your book of ages,
but my hands with age they shake,
Some got the timing right, but I was too late.

Oh, Missouri won't you bless my soul,
'cause I'm a Bellweather son,
When this city, it spits me out,
to the yours old highlands I will run.

If you don't hear from me, keep it in your memory,
try to make it everyday,
Some got the timing right, but I was too late.

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Songwriter(s): Israel Nash Gripka
Record Label(s): 2011 ING
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