Psalm of Nod

One, two, three, four...

Wade in the water...
Wade in the water, children.
Wade in the water...
For God is gonna trouble that water.

The sea is blood, the moon is bone.
(God is gonna trouble the water.)
I walk this highway all alone.
(God is gonna trouble that water.)
No coat, no food, no automobile.
(God is gonna trouble the water.)
Jesus alone knows how I feel.
(God is gonna trouble that water.)

Wade in the water...
Wade in the water, children.
Wade in the water...
God is gonna trouble that water.

See that town all bathed in dust?
(God is gonna trouble the water.)
Nobody in this world I trust.
(God is gonna trouble that water.)
Holes worn through my Sunday shoes.
(God is gonna trouble the water.)
I got them low-down Judas blues.
(God is gonna trouble that water.)

Wade in the water...
Wade in the water, children.
Wade in the water...
God is gonna trouble that water.

The air is hot, the water's cold,
What lurks beneath is ages old.
See that man who holds the key?
He chained that Beast now sets it free.

Wade in the water...
Wade in the water, children.
Wade in the water...
For God is gonna trouble that water.

The pews are empty, folks moved on.
(God is gonna trouble the water.)
Despair has gripped me by the bones.
(God is gonna trouble that water.)
I lay down on those tracks to die.
(God is gonna trouble the water.)
That train, it's a-coming by and by.
(God is gonna trouble that water.)
That's right.

Wade in the water...
Wade in the water, children.
Wade in the water...
For God is gonna trouble that water.
God is gonna trouble that water.