I’m just another hippie from portland town
Got my clothes at the thrift stores lost n’ found
Wesley Randolph Eader
Sorrows for a Song Lyrics – Wesley Randolph Eader
The skies have settled gray with worry
The summer winds are in a hurry
Victory in the Lamb Lyrics – Wesley Randolph Eader
He will clothe the poor with crowns
In the kingdom He calls theirs
Bad Timing Blues Lyrics – Wesley Randolph Eader
I met her on a Sunday morning the sun was coming over the hill
I didn’t have much to offer then but she was looking at me still
Big Steam Wheel Lyrics – Wesley Randolph Eader
I was raised beneath a silver sun down in western Tennessee
Now my home is on the water where God meant for it to be
Snowy Hills of Washington Lyrics – Wesley Randolph Eader
The spring rain rides the Kalama river
And floods into the town below
Carry on Down the Road Lyrics – Wesley Randolph Eader
There was a man who lived in the city
Society told him he had to make money
Waitin’s What we Do Lyrics – Wesley Randolph Eader
The morning does not wait for tattered dreams to find repair
The sunrise does not sympathize with the ones in cold despair
Country Preacher Lyrics – Wesley Randolph Eader
He was raised in Memphis, an orphan boy
A southern family’s adopted joy
I’m Redeemed Lyrics – Wesley Randolph Eader
I have a Father, His name is mercy
He never lets me slide too low