Jericho

Let's go back to the roadshow, drink with the old crow who cut us down. Blind him, force-feed and remind him, there's nothing quite strong as the suns of the railroad light. Tell me, why did you go into the cold, deep in the mines of Jericho, where no diamond can save your mortal soul? Tell me, why did you go into the cold, deep in the mines of Jericho, where no diamond can tell you where to go? I grant you, lonesome new stories, all these new songs from around the world. I don't care, blinded by dollars, I chase the white collars. The suns of the other side. Tell me, why did you go into the cold, deep in the mines of Jericho, where no diamond can save your mortal soul? Tell me, why did you go into the cold, deep in the mines of Jericho, where no diamond can tell you where to go? So let me free from your prison, free from your boundaries that hold me back. I walk now, the road to redemption, the pathway to enter my peace with God. Tell me, why did you go into the cold, deep in the mines of Jericho, where no diamond can save your mortal soul? Tell me, why did you go into the cold, deep in the mines of Jericho, where no diamond can tell you where to go? Tell me, why did you hide deep in the mines, far from the wrath of the men who tried to fill your endless greed for finery and fame? Tell me, why did you fall into the cold, deep in the mines of Jericho, where no diamond can show you where to go?