Jerusalem Road Songtext
von Sid Griffin

Will you help me brother
Walking down Jerusalem Road
Will you help me mother
Walking down Jerusalem Road

It runs right by the factory
And its brown and turgid streams
It lays right by the crooked brook
And its smokestacks full of steam
A pavement full of pounding hoofs
And concrete cracks so mean
Its cobblestones pass quiet homes
Filled with small town dreams

Will you help me brother
Walking down Jerusalem Road
Will you help me mother
Walking down Jerusalem Road


When favorite sons with all their guns
Have to lay down swords
When Washington sleeps in the sun
Peaceful with no chore
When foreign lands with desert sands
Can feed all of their poor
When every living breathing thing
Won′t have to cry for more

I can see it in the evening
As the night comes fading in
I can feel it in the morning
As the day waits to begin

Will you help me brother
Walking down Jerusalem Road
Will you help me mother
Walking down Jerusalem Road

If everything is said and done
And paid out at the till
If thoughts were trials and some of us
Suffered for free will
If one and one and one and one
Added up to nil
If all the love that's in this world
Could once just hold her still


Will you help me brother
Walking down Jerusalem Road
Will you help me mother
Walking down Jerusalem Road

Jerusalem Road
Jerusalem Road