Letras:
Jones Tom Praise Blame

strange things happening everyday Jesus is the holy light Turning darkness into light There are strange things happening everyday He gave the blind man sight When he praised

walked life's winding road (Oh, yeah!) 'Cause I'm tryin' to bear the load (Oh, yeah!) And I traveled both night and day (Oh, yeah!) So tired I could hardly pray

: I'm going down To the church house Get down On a bended knee Deacon Jones Pray for me Deacon Jones please pray for me Maybe there aint no heaven Maybe

: What good am I - if I'm like all the rest If I just turn away - when I see how you're dressed If I shut myself off - so I can't hear you cry What good

: Didn't it rain children, talk about rain oh my Lord Didn't it, Didn't, Didn't, oh my Lord Didn't it rain Didn't it rain children, talk about rain

Oh, well, didn't it Rain, children? Rain, oh, my Lord Oh, didn't it (Rain?) Didn't it (Rain?) Didn't it Oh, oh, my Lord Didn't it rain? Well, it rained

mine Nobody's fault but mine If I die and my soul be lost Nobody's fault but mine My mother taught me how to pray My mother taught me how to pray If

Well, you may run on for a long time Run on for a long time Run on for a long time Sooner or later, God'll cut you down Sooner or later, God'll cut you

When I close my eyes, so I would not see, My Lord did trouble me. When I let things stand that should not be, My Lord did trouble me. Did trouble me,