It's Spiritual - Patrick Sweany

It’s spiritual, fantastic

I’m gonna pack my things, gather up my case and go

Put it in a wicker basket

More than a bill to pay, mouth to feed

I found out what makes a man and

Tears him apart and makes him bleed

How do you keep your head

How do you rationalize

How do you go on when you know it’s true enough

See what you see with a naked eye

Oh oh oh you say

Mother brother sister and Dad

Oh o-oh oh

It’s so shame

See you walking down this road again

It’s a heaven load

Broke don’t turn

You can’t stop or

Turn around it all

Eye to eye start to sting and burn

It’s sad affair, tragedy

Sometimes I wonder if Jesus says to

Himself, «I wonder why you ain’t mad at me?»

Ooh, Jesus Christ won’t you come to me

I can’t make it here on my own

And I’m getting a little tired of the mystery

Oh oh oh you say

Mother father sister and they

Oh o-oh oh

It’s so shame to

See you walking down this road again

How do you hold your head up?

Nothing’s so hard as fail

Back to worst chapter and verse

Pages that we read

Oh oh oh you say

Mother, mother mother mother

I know I know

Jesus

Oh oh oh you say

Mother father sister and they

Oh o-oh oh

I know I know I know

See you walking down this road again