Black Creek Holler
The kingdom’s keys are in my hand
When will we be free again
Angels cry and angels sing in
black creek
Holler
Black creek begins as a trickle
Bitter flow from tiny springs
At the foot of old oak trees
At the heart of
All that is
Black creek
Black creek holler
Black creek, heal my sin
Clack creek holler
Black creek, of my crimes
Black creek holler
Black creek
Heal my sin
Black creek
Ten thousand years dig up my bones
Grind them down tooth in stone
Throw my dust into your fire on
Black creek
Holler
Black creek distilled in my veins
Broke my heart left it’s stain
In your dark pool I wash my feet
With the ash
Of my crimes