The Garden of Gethsemane Lyrics

On the side of the dirt road
An old Chevy wreck
I climbed through the window
I sat in the back
I gathered my thoughts
With my head in my hands
My next of kin
My list of demands
I slipped from shadow to shadow
I saw things I should not see
The moon rose high
Over the Garden
The Garden of Gethsemane

I know who I'm for
And who I'm against
I pulled the shades tight
I built me a fence
I dug a tunnel
Tunnel deep and wide
I sit at the bottom
And wait for the night
I slipped from shadow to shadow
I saw things I should not see
The moon rose high
Over the Garden
The Garden of Gethsemane

Morning has come
Clean clothes on the line
There'll be no tomorrow
I rise and I shine

If you swallow the coin
From the wishing well
Your dreams will come true
In heaven or hell
I slipped from shadow to shadow
I saw things I should not see
The moon rose high
Over the Garden
The Garden of Gethsemane

Take my hand
Down we go
Take my hand, love
Down we go

Take my hand
Down we go
Take my hand, love
Down I go