Muddy water the American South
You bit my ear and you kissed my mouth
On the banks of the Ohio, I decided I could let go
Of the fear that you would do to me what you did do to him
So easily
I
Find
My
Wings
And fly
Way up with the birds of prey
Way up with the light of day
Way up to the place where I can leave
My mind
The waters muddy and that's okay
There's black and white but the better part of good is grey
Cyanide in the apple seed
But Eve ate it because she believed
Something ripe can come from something rotten
Tongue Tied in the Tall Cotton
God willin' and the creek don't rise
You'll forgive yours, and I'll forgive mine
I
Find
My
Wings
And fly
Way up with the birds of prey
Way up with the light of day
Way up to the place where I can leave
My mind
Gone are the days of the dogwood tree
Swollen river, you flooded me
But now, somehow, you flow away from me
I
Find
My
Wings
And fly
Way up with the birds of prey
Way up with the light of day
Way up to the place where I can leave
My mind