Precious Little

(Eleanor McEvoy) Shake your beads out, One by one And call me Magdalene It won't grieve me I understand Where it is you're coming from Draw a curtain Close your eyes When history's pages fail you. I will not open up those history books That's not for me to do. Precious little in your life Is yours by right And won without a fight Precious little in your life Is yours by right And won without a fight. Shadows call me, In the wind Some don't go away Angels guide me From the clouds In everything I do and say Shake your beads out Kneeling down It will not pass me by Two people coming from a different place Maybe neither one is right. Repeat CHORUS Shake your beads out Join your hands That still won't make you right Those so-called sinners that you're praying for Are standing by your side Repeat CHORUS Repeat CHORUS