Bm
Man you should have seen me way back
Em
then
Bm
I could tell a tale
               F#7
I could make it spin
Em
I could tell you black was white
        Bm
I could tell you day was night
                               F#7
Not only that I could tell you why
                                Bm
Back then I could really tell a lie
Bm                                Em
Well I'd hire a kid to say he was lame
         Bm                           F#7
Then I'd touch him and make him walk again
Em                             Bm
Then I'd pull some magic trick I'd pretend to heal the sick
                                    F#7
I was takin' everything they had to give
                                Bm
It wasn't all that bad a way to live
Bm                                           Em
Well I'm in this desert town and it's hot as hell
    Bm                            F#7
But no one's buyin' what I got to sell
Em                      Bm
I make my lame kid walk I make a dumb guy talk
                                        F#7
I'm preachin' up a storm both night and day
                                  Bm
But everyone just turns and walks away
Bm                                   Em
Well I can see that I'm only wasting time
     Bm                                 F#7
So I head across the road to drink some wine
     Em
This old man comes up to me
             Bm
He says I've seen you on the street
                                F#7
You're pretty good if I do say myself
                                                            Bm
But the guy that come thru here last month he was somethin' else
Bm                                   Em
Instead of callin' out for fire from above
   Bm                                   F#7
He just gets real quiet and talks about love
         Em
And I'll tell you somethin' funny
          Bm
He didn't want nobody's money
                                       F#7
Now I'm not exactly sure what this all means
                                              Bm
But it's the damndest thing I swear I've ever seen
Bm                                      Em
Well since that time every town is the same
Bm
I can't make a dime,
                   F#7
I don't know why I came
Em
I decide I'll go and find him
    Bm
And find out who's behind him
                                        F#7
He has everyone convinced that he's for real
                                   Bm
Well I figure we can work us out a deal
Bm                              Em
So he offers me a job and I say fine
   Bm                                 F#7
He says I'll get paid off on down the line
       Em
Well I guess I'll string along
              Bm
Don't see how too much can go wrong
                                       F#7
As long as he pays my way I guess I'll follow
                               Bm
We're headed for Jerusalem tomorrow

From Emmylou Harris "Cowgirl's Prayer"
Asylum Records 1993
                               BMI
Hayes Court Music/Irving Music