Canaan Songtext
von Black Dub

I went walking on the avenue
Listened to low riders booing
And I listened to you
And my footsteps were tangled with perfume
And the sound of lovemaking was coming out of some room
And the Indians sang
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
Dressing babies up in cotton
On the front seat of a rambler
Loaded while she sang what she remember
Of a prayer that mama used to sing
And the battle wife sang
How far am I from Canaan
How far am I from joy from joy
How far am I from joy from joy