Whisperin' Chain Ghosts

Woke up this morning, sun hanging low in the sky Sun hanging low in the sky Rivers running muddy, carrying my dreams goodbye Cotton fields whispering, secrets of the chain Cotton fields whispering, secrets of the chain Sweat on my brow but freedom's just a ghost in the rain Oh the blues come calling like a lonesome train Blues come calling, rattling my weary brain Through the heartache and the thunder I rise again Woman left me standing at the crossroads alone Woman left me standing at the crossroads alone Her shadow dancing with the wind leaving me to atone Harmonical wail against the midnight pine Against the midnight pine Echoes of my sorrow twisting like a tangled vine Oh the blues come calling like a lonesome train Blues come calling, rattling my weary brain Through the heartache and the thunder I rise again Down in the hollow where the levee meets the storm I've bent but never broke in the fire I'm reborn Resilience in my veins like the Mississippi's flow Hardship's my teacher With call and response and guitar strings Crying for the ones who came before Guitar strings crying for the ones who came before Voices from the delta knocking on heaven's door One day the chains will shatter and the night will turn to light One day the chains will shatter and the night will turn to light Till then I'll sing my story through the long dark fight Oh the blues come calling like a lonesome train Blues come calling, rattling my weary train Through the heartache and the thunder I'll rise again I'll rise again Again