Foi na cruz, foi na cruz

Que um dia

Meus pecados castigados em Jesus

Foi na cruz

Que um dia

Foi na cruz

Love comes a-knocking

Comes a-knocking upon our door

But you, you and me, love

We don't live here any more

Foi na cruz, foi na cruz

Que um dia

Meus pecados castigados em Jesus

Foi na cruz

Que um dia

Foi na cruz

A little sleep, a little slumber

A little folding of the hands to sleep

A little love, a little hate, babe

A little trickery and deceit

Foi na cruz, foi na cruz

Que um dia

Meus pecados castigados em Jesus

Foi na cruz

Que um dia

Foi na cruz

Dream on 'till you can dream no more

For all our grand plans, babe

Will be dreams forever more

Foi na cruz, foi na cruz

Que um dia

Meus pecados castigados em Jesus

Foi na cruz

Que um dia

Foi na cruz

(Repeat)

One more man gone

One more man gone

One more man is gone

The good son walks into the field

He is a tiller, he has a tiller's hands

But down in his heart now

He lays down his queer plans

Against his brother and against his family

Yet he worships his brother

And he worships his mother

But it's his father, he says, is an unfair man

The good son

The good son

The good son

The good son has sat and often wept

Beneath a malign star by which he's kept

And the night-time in which he's wrapped

Speaks of good and speaks of evil

And he calls to his mother

And he calls to his father

But they are deaf in the shadows

Of his brother's truancy

The good son

The good son

The good son

The good son

And he curses his mother

And he curses his father

And he curses his virtue like an unclean thing

The good son

The good son

The good son

One more man gone

One more man gone

One more man

One more man gone

One more man gone

One more man

One more man gone

One more man gone

One more man

(Repeat)

Sorrow's child sits by the river

Sorrow's child hears not the water

Sorrow's child sits by the river

Sorrow's child hears not the water

And just when it seems as though

You've got strength enough to stand

Sorrow's child all weak and strange

Stands waiting at your hand

Sorrow's child steps in the water

Sorrow's child you follow after

Sorrow's child wades in deeper

Sorrow's child invites you under

And just when you thought as though

All your tears were wept and done

Sorrow's child grieves not what has passed

But all the past still yet to come

Sorrow's child sits by the water

Sorrow's child your arms enfold her

Sorrow's child you're loathe to befriend her

Sorrow's child but in sorrow surrender

And just when is seems as though

All your tears were at an end

Sorrow's child lifts up her hand

And she brings it down again

Go son, go down to the water

And see the women weeping there

Then go up into the mountains

The men, they are weeping too

Father, why are all the women weeping?

They are weeping for their men

Then why are all the men there weeping?

They are weeping back at them

This is a weeping song

A song in which to weep

While all the men and women sleep

This is a weeping song

But I won't be weeping long

Father, why are all the children weeping?

They are merely crying son

O, are they merely crying, father?

Yes, true weeping is yet to come

This is a weeping song

A song in which to weep

While all the men and women sleep

This is a weeping song

But I won't be weeping long

O father tell me, are you weeping?

Your face seems wet to touch

O then I'm so sorry, father

I never thought I hurt you so much

This is a weeping song

A song in which to weep

While we rock ourselves to sleep

This is a weeping song

But I won't be weeping long

But I won't be weeping long

But I won't be weeping long

But I won't be weeping long

Come sail your ships around me

And burn your bridges down

We make a little history, baby

Every time you come around

Come loose your dogs upon me

And let your hair hang down

You are a little mystery to me

Every time you come around

We talk about it all night long

We define our moral ground

But when I crawl into your arms

Everything comes tumbling down

Come sail your ships around me

And burn your bridges down

We make a little history, baby

Every time you come around

Your face has fallen sad now

For you know the time is nigh

When I must remove your wings

And you, you must try to fly

Come sail your ships around me

And burn your bridges down

We make a little history, baby

Every time you come around

Come loose your dogs upon me

And let your hair hang down

You are a little mystery to me

Every time you come around

I set out on monday

The night was cold and vast

And my brother slept

And though I left quite quietly

My father raged and raged

And my mother wept

Now, my life was like a river

All sucked into the ground

And then the hammer came down

Lord, the hammer came down

Many miles did I roam

Through the ice and through the snow

My horse died on the seventh day

I stumbled into a city

Where the people tried to kill me

And I ran in shame

Then I came upon a river

And I laid my saddle down

And then the hammer came down

Lord, the hammer came down

It knocked me to the ground

And I said, "Please, please

Take me back to my home town"

Lord, the hammer came down

Now I've been made weak by visions

Many visions did I see

All through the night

On the seventh hour an angel came

With many snakes in all his hands

And I fled in fright

I pushed off into the river

And the water came around

And then the hammer came down

Lord, the hammer came down

And it did not make a sound

And I said, "Please, please

Take me back to my home ground"

Lord, the hammer came down

I've seen your fairground hair,

your seaside eyes

Your vampire tooth, your little truth

Your tiny lies

I know your trembling hand, your guilty prize

Your sleeping limbs, your foreign hymns

Your midnight cries

So dry your eyes

And turn your head away

Now there's nothing more to say

Now you're gone away

I know your trail of tears, your slip of hand

Your monkey paw, your monkey claw

And your monkey hand

I've seen your trick of blood, your trap of fire

Your ancient wound, your scarlet moon

And your jailhouse smile

So dry your eyes

And turn your head away

Now there's nothing more to say

Now you're gone away

I'll miss your urchin smile, your orphan tears

Your shining prize, your tiny cries

Your little fears

I'll miss your fairground hair, your seaside eyes

Your vampire tooth, your little truth

And your tiny lies

So dry your eyes

And turn your head away

Now there's nothing more to say

Now you're gone away

(Repeat)

Yeah, yeah

Well, well

I took a walk down to the port

Where strangers meet and do consort

All blinkered with desire

And a winter fog moved thickly on

A winter fog moved thickly on

A winter fog moved thickly on

Now, who will be the witness

When the fog's too thick to see

And I saw a friend beside a wall

Her hands were raised in supplication

And her face I could not see at all

And I raised my hands in rage

And brought them down again

And we entered through the eastern door

And I entered through the eastern door

And she entered through the eastern door

Now, who will be the witness

When you're all to blind to see

O yes, yes, yes

And time gets somewhat muddled here

But no matter, no matter

Here come the events all tumbling down

Now, beyond the wall was a great garden

Into which we passed

Me and my friend

And the place was all overgrown with weeds

And behold from its centre there rose a great fountain

The fountain with the healing waters

And we knelt down by the rim

And I dipped my hand in

And she dipped her hand in too

And I said "Are you healed?"

And she said "Well are you healed?"

And I said "Yes, I'm healed"

And she said "Well, yes I'm healed then too"

And I said "Babe, you are a liar"

"Babe, you are a liar"

"Babe, you are a liar, too"

Now, who will be the witness

When you're all to healed to see

And I kissed her once, I kissed her twice

And made my way to leave her

And she raised her hand up to her face

And brought it down again

I said "That gesture, it will haunt me"

"That gesture it will haunt me"

And I left there by the eastern door

She left there by the western door

Now, who will be the witness there

When you're blind and you can't see

Who will be the witness there

When you're all so clean and you cannot see

Who will be the witness there

When your friends are everywhere

Who will be the witness there

And your enemies have ceased to care

(Ad lib)

Last night I lay trembling

The moon it was low

It was the end of love

Of misery and woe

The suddenly above me

Her face buried in light

Came a vision of beauty

All covered in white

Now the bell-tower is ringing

And the night has stole past

O Lucy, can you hear me?

Wherever you rest

I'll love her forever

I'll love her for all time

I'll love her till the stars

Fall down from the sky

Now the bell-tower is ringing

And I shake on the floor

O Lucy, can you hear me?

When I call and call

Now the bell-tower is ringing

And the moon it is high

O Lucy, can you hear me

When I cry and cry and cry