Isharon

Got one coat to cross the river
Got one coat wet and black
And if we don't deliver
We're gonna be floating back
They say there is a rhythm
A knock for the ferry man
But the one that is a-comin
Got a bony beckoning hand

Pull back your hood boy
Oh pull back your hood
If you got a face its one that we cant see
I found an old paper dollar
Sitting in a puddle
And oh lord you know its just to pay the fee

The bow was sturdy as standing
Aint nothing gonna rock that boat
The oar man was a-whisperin a whistle
An old tune that time wrote
As shades of death were dancing
I turned back toward the land
There lay three men looking familiar
Face down in the sand

Pull back your hood boy
Oh pull back your hood
If you got a face its one that we cant see
I found an old paper dollar
Sitting in a puddle
And oh lord you know its just to pay the fee
Oh lord its just enough to pay the fee



Credits
Writer(s): Micah Sturdevant
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