Mother Jones

Tell me, tell me, Mother Jones Tuesday comes and Tuesday goes Tell me where the spirit goes? Goes... The tender, the warmer? The dealers' father time I'm lookin' down in limbo and I see Joan of Arc Surrender to the porno and listen to the cries My people they ain't votin' see the pepsi man waltz A victim of her freedom and that is what they say I'm lookin in the mirror, but it really isn't me The diamonds on the monkeys, the ladies in the trees I'm lookin' to the future, I'm dancin' to the beat (Tell me, tell me, Mother Jones) (Tell me, where the spirit goes?) Lookin' for the spirit (Tell me, where the spirit goes?) Lookin' for the spirit (Waiting for the risin' sun) (Waiting for the risin' sun) (Waiting for the risin' sun, waiting for the risin' sun) Lookin' for the spirit The flowers in the valley are blowin' in the wind They come in many colors but she prefers the green She's running to the north pole with a packet in her seam She's got to find the money smilin' at the deputy I want you to find me the day that I'm not there I'd like you to listen to the things that I've felt (Listen to me, listen to me) I want you to sit here and hold me when I'm down I'm lookin' to remember see the pepsi man waltz (Tell me, tell me, Mother Jones) For the risin' sun (Tell me, tell me...) (Tell me, tell me...) (Tell me, tell me...) For the risin' sun (Tell me, tell me...) Lookin' for the spirit (My oh my oh my oh my...) For the risin' sun