Good Things Come To Those Who Wait (J. Ringenberg, W. Hodges, J. Johnson, J. Emerson) The prison guards are changing While the inmates wait to slumber Outside the walls the crickets sing While another man goes under Me, I watch the seconds turn From minutes into hours While our love cuts through it all Like searchlights in the towers But good things come to those who wait Grandpa used to tell me Son, narrow is the gate! Now I hear the soldiers coming Their voices full of hate But good things come Good things come to those who wait Our love was born one winter night One Iowa December A treasure I hold deep inside No effort to remember For though you are so far away Ten thousand miles of sorrow This prison camp cannot kill Our blessed free tomorrow Now I still see that Iowa home You on the front porch waiting alone But good things come to those who wait The devils eye is fading from the center of our fate Now the end it may be coming And the worlds so full of hate But good things come Good things come to those who wait https://youtube/watch?v=fJC9hRJVVOY
Posted on: Sun, 23 Nov 2014 20:32:53 +0000
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