God Rest His Soul

by Steve Alaimo

A man lay dyin in the streets,

A thousand people fell down on their knees.

Any other day he woulda been, preachin,

Reachin all the people there.

Lord, Lord, Lord.

But, Lord knows I can’t change what I saw,

I say God rest his soul.

The Memphis battleground was red,

His blood came pouring from his head,

His woman and children falling down, cryin,

For the man they loved so well.

Lord, Lord, Lord.

But, Lord knows I can’t change what I saw,

I say God rest his soul.

Lord knows I can’t change what I saw,

I say God rest his soul.

The mornin sun will rise again,

With all of their patience growin thin,

Whata we gonna do when war is come,

And we’re dyin, dyin for the cause unkown?

Yeah but, Lord knows I can’t change what I saw.

I say God rest his soul.