Sweet Chariot (words and music by charlotte martin c2003) Ode to joy my lover boy's speaking in tongues And the sky's bleeding grey Now I pull my bag o' prayers out, I hope to find one to save the day And he judged my love, my lust, my taste with the straightest face As I crumple up inside...a paper machete, a shell with no name so...Sweet chariot Come come take me away from my fear Sweet chariot Come I have to get out of here And he took me further than I wanted to go, underneath his shoe And it leaves me hungry for a touch I can't feel, a touch he won't doAnd I thought the circle, it had an end, I'm old enough to know My denial is how we began and how we will end and now that I know Sweet chariot Come come take me away from my fear Sweet chariot Come I have to get out of here Oh the blood that's in my veins so cold and frozen from the stings Oh he comes and goes in waves Am I really here?
Sweet chariot Come come take me away from my fear Sweet chariot Can we leave him a trail of my tears Sweet chariot It's been the longest of years Sweet chariot Come I have to get out of here