Where dat river at?

I lay my burdens down,

down at the water’s landing

the promised land is found

with no dictums or demanding

come cross the River Jordan

to peace and understanding

We gather gently by

God’s yearning sons and daughters

Neither male nor female am I

when I wade into these waters

But spirit, soft and solid

Returning to mother and father

Come along to the water’s edge

where we may drink of purity

and cross together to that promised land

where love will reign and sorrow cease

and burdens are quickly forgotten

as they’re washed away to sea

by the undulating tones

of the melody

of peace.