The Nightwatchman - 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 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