Clergyman's

Some say once gone you're gone forever
And some say you're going to come back.
Some say you rest in the arms of the Saviour
If in sinful ways you lack.
Some say that they're coming back in a garden,
Bunch of carrots and little sweet peas.
I think I'll just let the mystery be.
- Iris DeMent

Sweet is the melody, so hard to come by,
It's so hard to make every note bend just right.
You lay down the hours and leave not one trace
But a tune for the dancing is there in it's place.
- Iris DeMent

My life, it don't count for nothing;
When I look at this world, I feel so small.
My life, it's only a season:
A passing September that no one will recall.
- Iris DeMent

Far away I've travelled
To stand once more alone.
And hear my memories echo
Through these hills that I call home.
As a child I roamed this valley,
I watched the seasons come and go.
I spent many hours dreaming
On these hills that I call home.
- Iris DeMent