in the redwing valley, on the injun side   upon my daddy’s pony i would ride   now i work in the city on the fact’ry line   and i sing the rock of ages in a midnight choir sometimes      in praise or lamentation, peace or desperation   any way i do, i come into the presence of the lord      in the twilight hour, when the whistle blow   out upon that shotgun street i go   johnny walker on the sidewalk askin for my change   prophesyin thunder, man he’s sleepin in the rain      in praise or lamentation, peace or desperation   any way i do, i come into the presence of the lord      hey, can you hear the trumpet blowin   hey, won’t you come up where i am   sister will you walk beside me where i’m goin   up the shadow canyon   in the pure blood of the lamb      when the midnight special come to take me home   and the toothless buzzard time gnaws down my bones   i will sail on a river in a boat of reeds   cryin, “come, oh come emmanuel, in this my hour of need”      in praise or lamentation, peace or desperation   any way i do, i come into the presence of the lord