I shake and i shudder and i shiver In my bath while it's cold and my windows are broken, As my poor dog lays a-chokin' on the floor. I cried to my father and my mother, There's no justice divine, I wonder when i get mine. 'cause i'm so sick and tired of waitin' for the lord. I find just what it is i'm looking for There's a man wants to show me the river. Hoofing at five i'll be more dead than alive. I find a reason to survive when i'm too old. Should i walk in the lightning and the thunder On a hilltop so high and show my face to the sky ? Will i find just what it is i'm looking for ?