To the Lord, Lord's Prayer
Oh, young man of the town
You're moving straight on down
You can hear the whistle blow
A hundred miles, what was it for?
To the Lord, Lord's Prayer
Lord, I've been to the east
And I've been to the west
Won't where these children go?
Oh my, won't where these children go?
To the Lord, Lord's Prayer
Oh, a woman made a train
And he put it on the track
He's running to the Lord, Lord's Prayer
Oh my, oh my
He's running to the Lord, Lord's Prayer