Michael Martin Murphey Harbor For My Soul
Now some believe in the Holy Ghost the Father and the Son
Some just tell their hard luck story, I guess this is one
I worked all my life in the Waterloo Mine and now that I'm gettin' old
One thing I'm convinced of friend I need a harbor for my soul
Well do you need it (Yes I do)
Do you believe it (Yes I believe it)
Oh do you want it (Yes I do)
Harbor for my soul
As a young man I came seeking a new Jerusalem
Sought my God in the silver I did not find him
Now at last I am a lost ship looking for the fold
A ghost ship on a dry salt sea a harbor for my soul
Do you need it (Yes I do)
Do you want it (Yes I want it)
I say do you believe it (Yes I do)
Harbor for my soul
Roulette wheel, the spinning wheel, they're all the same you know
The gambler loses nothing more than he wants to owe
Put your money on the way I'm cast, somebody bet on the mold
If the ship does not come in you need a harbor for your soul
Do you believe it (Yes I do)
Do you need it (Yes I need it)
Oh. brother do you want it (Yes I do)
Harbor for your soul
Take the case of John McBride, Charlie Meeker's friend
Found a million dollars, but he had none in the end
Every night among these canyons off the sandy shoals
Cries out for a lighthouse, he needs a harbor for his soul
Do you need it (Yes I do)
Do you want it (Yes I want it)
Do you believe it (Yes I do)
Harbor for my soul
