Promised Land

She had travelled far

Armed with seven nations

Harmed in many places

Still had not found her promised land

And tall the walls of Jericho stand

With a lonely king in the middle

Instead of drawing her weapons

She played trumpets and fiddles

 

It’s time for these walls to come down

It’s time for these walls to come down

Let them crumble at the sound

Of you calling me baby

 

She played and played for seven days

And not a shot was fired

But this new music being played

Reached the lonely man in the tower

At first he tried to fight it

But he could not turn away

This sudden building new desire

To go reopen the gate

 

It’s time for these walls to come down

It’s time for these walls to come down, see

Let them crumble at the sound

Of you calling me baby

 

And there was milk in the coffee

Muffins warm with honey

and music with such beauty

On the day that she met me

 

Could it be

We found the promised land

Could it be

I could be your man

Could it be

We found the promised land

Could it be

I could be your man

 

It’s time for these walls to come down

It’s time for these walls to come down, see

Let them crumble at the sound

Of you calling me baby

 

It’s time for these walls to come down

It’s time for these walls to come down, see

Let them crumble at the sound

Of you calling me baby

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