I been drifting along in the same stale shoes
Loose ends tying a noose in the back of my mind
If you thought that you were making your way
To where the puzzles and pagans lay
I'll put it together: It's a strange invitation

When I wake up someone will sweep up my lazy bones
And we will rise in the cool of the evening
I remember the way that you smiled
When the gravity shackles were wild
And something is vacant when I think it's all beginning

I been drifting along in the same stale shoes
Loose ends tying the noose in the back of my mind
If you thought that you were making your way
To where the puzzles and pagans lay
I'll put it together: It's a strange invitation

well, who's that ridin, John the Revelator
tell me who's the ridin, John the Revelator
tell me who's that ridin, John the Revelator
wrote the book of the seventh seal

well, God walked down in the cool of the day
and he called Adam by his name
he refused to answer 
'cause he was naked and ashamed

tell me who's that ridin, John the Revelator
tell me who's there ridin, John the Revelator
tell me who's there ridin, John the Revelator
wrote the book of the seventh seal

well, Christ had twelve apostles
and he led twelve away
said "walk with me one hour 'til
I go on and pray."

tell me who's that ridin, John the Revelator
tell me who's that ridin, John the Revelator
tell me who's that ridin, John the Revelator
wrote the book of the seventh seal

Christ came down Easter mornin
Mary and Martha came to see
said, "Go tell my disciples
meet me down in Galilee"

tell me who's that ridin, John the Revelator, etc.


       (--Son House)