WILLARD GRANT CONSPIRACY - BALLAD OF JOHN PARKER lyrics

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Down the rough road where the asphalt is split

Stumbles a man down to his wits

Brother oh brother what's left to regret

Known by the way that he carries his load

Early one morning in the warehouse of souls

Digger was bent to carry the load

Digger oh Digger what's left to reveal

Known by the way that he carries the load

I was a gambler and I was a king

The world of sin was all my domain

Now I am bent, broken and spent

Known by the way that I carried the load

A priest came along and said forty words

Up from the ground rose a great bird

Raven oh Raven why do you fly

Known by the way he carries the load

Known by the way he carries the load