Canaan Lyrics

I was walking
On the avenue
Listen to lowriders
Oh man, listening to you
And my footsteps tangled with the fumes
And the sound of lovemaking
Coming out of some room
And the Indians say...

How far am I from Canaan
How far am I from joy, from joy
How far am I from Canaan
How far am I from joy, from joy

There's a woman leaning on the corner
She waits for a gambler
Yeah, dressing babies up in cotton on the front seat of her Rambler, mmm
Loading, while she say what she remembers, yeah, mmm,
Of a prayer that mama used to say


Yeah, and the battered wife say...

How far am I from Canaan
How far am I from joy, from joy
How far am I from joy, from joy

How far am I from Canaan
How far am I from joy, from joy
How far am I from Canaan
How far am I from joy, from joy
How far am I from Canaan
How far am I from joy, from joy
How far am I from Canaan
How far am I from joy, from joy
How far am I from Canaan
How far am I from joy, from joy, from joy

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