Here I am back again. And wishing now was then. And I could write all the wrongs instead of writing songs. Its you I think of now. And how I push it like a snow plow. You come racing through my
ti. ar. al. Bob Dylan"Gospel Plow". Mary wore three links of chain,. Every link was jesus name. Keep your hand on that plow, hold on. Oh, lord, oh, lord. Keep your hand on that plow, hold on. Mary
If you wanna get to heaven let me tell you how. Keep your hand on the gospel plow, hold on, hold on, hold on. Mary had a golden chain. Every link spelled Jesus' name, hold on, hold on, hold on
ti. ar. al. Bob Dylan"Gospel Plow". Mary wore three links of chain,. Every link was jesus name. Keep your hand on that plow, hold on. Oh, lord, oh, lord. Keep your hand on that plow, hold on. Mary