Top Songs By Richie Havens
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Richie Havens
Vocals
Weldon Myrick
Steel Guitar
Paul Williams
Guitar
Skip Prokop
Drums
Don MacDonald
Drums
Jeremy Steig
Flute
Colin Walcott
Sitar
Warren Bernhardt
Keyboards
John Ord
Keyboards
Paul Harris
Keyboards
Carter Collins
Congas
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Richie Havens
Composer
Mark Roth
Composer
Joe Price
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Richie Havens
Producer
Mark Roth
Producer
Lyrics
Fog dangling thick
Can't see the right road
Streets are sick,
The eight day mill
It might grind slow, but it grinds fine
Indian rope man, while lookin' on
Tells common clay he's heavenly born
Retired layman looks on in scorn,
With a transplanted heart
Kiss him quick, he has to part.
Yeah... yeah
Indian rope man sees the times,
Splitting loose the edge of minds
Catching losers in his line, in his line, yeah
Kiss him quick, he has to part.
Yeah... yeah
Indian rope man flexes his eye,
Dissolving the fog
Revealing the lie
Indian rope man holds my trick in his heart, yeah
Kiss him quick, he has to part
Yeah... yeah
Indian rope man sees all strife
Cutting down eternal life
When his soul transcends his heart, oh
Kiss him quick, he has to part.
Yeah... yeah
Writer(s): Richie Havens, Mark Roth, Joe Price
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