Promised Land
Bert Jansch

Em Am 
Well I had a dream the other night I felt that I saw Jesus in the balm of God
And maybe I, could be mistaken he would not smile upon me nor take my hand
   While I stand here all alone deep in the darkness
   Saint Peter buzz away into the promised land
An angel calls my name from deep beneath the Earth
Come give to me your soul I'll tell you what it's worth
   I've been a drunken fool I've broken every rule
   And now what seems to be right turns out to be wrong
Don't let my soul down oh God I do confess
Don't let me suffer here the Devil wants soul.
   If I could ask of you a simple question
   I do not want to bug you nor waste your time
I sit here drinking among my fellow men
They all seem happy to me, what is the sin?

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The largest sacred brook, alive with fish I know
A sacred hand's above and the outside is dark
   Pray tell me who you are, what is your memory
   Don't you know that sin, has been my favorite time?
I dreamed that I'd a dream the other night
And all I've ever known I wasn't to forget