Sons & Daughters - Quaker City Night Hawks

Go ahead now, sons and daughters

You got to hear me, hear me

Got to go down to the water

Do not fear me, don’t fear me

You got to go down a lil further

But you all miss me

All miss me

Go ahead now, sons and daughters

You got to hear me, hear me

Storms on, naked altar

You got to help me, help me

You gonna help me sons and daughter

Sing out heal me, sing heal me

Go ahead now, sons and daughters

You got to hear me, hear me

Cause the storms on, naked altar

You got to help me, help me

You gonna help me sons and daughter

Sing out heal me, sing heal me

Go ahead now, sons and daughters

Sing out heal me, sing heal me

Go ahead now, sons and daughters

Sing out heal me, sing heal me

Go ahead now, sons and daughters

Sing out heal me, sing heal me

Go ahead now, sons and daughters

Sing out heal me, sing heal me