Text: The Felice Brothers. River Jordan.

river jordan, won't you wake my pharoah
so he can teach my people
to walk the straight and narrow

come lie beside me
in a horse drawn carriage
drug through the thorns
past the morgue, past the parish

oh lord i wanna go
back to the land that i once knew
far past these fields of bloody snow
back to the sand
back to the sand
back home again

fuck the news
fuck the house of blues
fuck my whole career
you don't want me here

let me go
where the prisoners go
it's not fair to keep it hid
tell me what i did
hunt and gather
climb the social ladder
let the giant ape
climb the empire state

oh lord, oh lord, i wanna go
back to the land i once knew
far past these fields of bloody snow
back to the sand
back to the sand
back home again