The Hillbilly Thomists — Amos

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Have you ever sat and wondered
At the sound of the thunder
Have you felt the ground a-rumble under your feet
Well, gather ’round, you ramblers
And come on, you bystanders
If you’re tired of your dusty old streets

Your vineyards, they give plenty
But your houses all lie empty
And your days are as bitter as your minds
But the Lord’s gonna shake you
So that you can awake to new life
Leave those old ways behind

The Pleiades and Orion
You can’t see them shining
You’ve followed false lights
And gone blind

Your harps are all broken
But the judgement has been spoken
And he’s coming your wounds to bind

Amos don’t blame us
And who are you to shame us
Why don’t you take your stale breath somewhere else
Go back to Tacoma
And leave us alone
Pack it up, hit the road, fair thee well

Brothers, I ain’t no prophet
And neither was my father
No need for such bitter uproar
I sure never figured
That a poor sycamore picker
Be crying out in the name of the Lord

The Pleiades and Orion
You can’t see them shining
You’ve followed false lights
And gone blind

If you roll a deep night
He’ll turn your darkness to daylight
And the mountains will drip sweet wine

The Pleiades and Orion
Don’t you wanna see ’em shining
Lift your head up
The time has arrived

He’ll rebuild your walls
And His Glory will be all in all
And the mountains will drip sweet wine

And the mountains will drip sweet wine