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WILL JESUS WASH THE BLOODSTAINS FROM YOUR HANDS? (Hazel Dickens) I saw a grey-haired mother crying softly in her door As she gazed upon the pathway where he'd return no more Oh Lord, I'd love to hold my baby just once more And, Lord, I hope I never live to see another war cho: Will Jesus wash the bloodstains from your hands? Will he welcome you in to that peaceful land? Will he forgive the killings, the wars you have planned? Will Jesus wash the bloodstains from your hands? Well the bombs you've dropped, the guns you've shot all in the name of peace While the people beg for mercy, you gave them no relief There's blood on your hands, mister, you'll answer for one day And the tears you shed on that day won't wash your sins away Now you say we could survive a nuclear war And that you would use limits, you'd only go so far Well Hiroshima's horrors we'll never forget For bloodthirsty warriors never know when to quit Words and music by Hazel Dickens. Copyright Happy Valley Music BMI. Source: transcription from Hazel Dickens 'It's Hard to Tell the Singer From the Song' Rounder CD 0226. filename[ WILJSUS XX |
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