Willie Nelson - The Maker Lyrics

Oh, oh deep water,
Black and cold like the night
I stand with arms wide open,
I've run a twisted line
I'm a stranger in the eyes of the Maker

I could not see for the fog in my eyes
I could not feel for the fear in my life
And from across the great divide,
In the distance I saw a light
Saw Jean Baptiste's walking to me with the Maker

My body is bent and broken
By long and dangerous sleep
I can't work the fields of Abraham and turn my head away
I'm not stranger in the hands of the Maker

Brother John, have you seen the homeless daughters
Standing there with broken wings
I have seen the flaming swords
There over east of eden

Burning in the eyes of the Maker
Burning in the eyes of the Maker
Burning in the eyes of the Maker

Oh, river rise from your sleep