White's Ferry

[Verse 1]

Only the dirt I do believe

As memory vanishes among the leaves

[Chorus 1]

Wizard of tickets is always glad to charge a pilgrim’s fare

Jubilee’s generally early. Let’s take the country air

Mistreating granite, limestone, and clay. It’s a shameful soil

But all grows well on the floodplain tract if you can afford the toil

[Verse 2]

Cradled in ivy, we will allow

The moss to prosper upon our brows

[Chorus 3]

Boxer rebellion, the Holy Child. They all pay their rent

But none together can testify to the rhythm of a road well bent

Saddles and zip codes, passports and gates, the Jones’ keep

In August the water is trickling, in April it’s furious deep

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus 1]

Wizard of tickets is always glad to charge a pilgrim’s fare

Jubilee’s generally early. Let’s take the country air

Mistreating granite, limestone, and clay. It’s a shameful soil

But all grows well on the floodplain tract if you can afford the toil

[Verse 3]

Only the dirt I do believe

Divinity vanishes among the leaves