Let It Grow-Grateful Dead

[ti:] [ar:] [al:] [by:时间戳工具V2.0_20200810] [offset:0] [00:14.07]Morning comes she follows the path to the river shore [00:20.70]Lightly sung her song is the latch on the morning's door [00:25.80]See the sun sparkle in the reeds silver beads pass into the sea [00:36.15]She comes from a town where they call her the woodcutter's daughter [00:42.75]She's brown as the bank where she kneels down to gather her water [00:49.50]She bears it away with a love that the river has taught her [00:54.99]Let it flow let it flow wide and clear [01:05.97]Round and round the cut of the plow in the furrowed field [01:12.69]Seasons round the bushels of corn and the barley meal [01:17.73]Broken ground open and beckoning to the spring [01:22.80]Black dirt live again [01:28.17]The plowman is broad as the back of the land he is sowing [01:34.83]As he dances the circular track of the plow ever knowing [01:41.55]That the work of his day measures more the planting and growing [01:46.98]Let it grow let it grow greatly yield [01:57.93]What shall we say shall we call it by a name [02:01.74]As well to count the angels dancing on a pin [02:05.40]Water bright as the sky from which it came [02:09.36]And the name is on the earth that takes it in [02:12.57]We will not speak but stand inside the rain [02:16.11]And listen to the thunder shouting I am I am I am I am [03:20.13]So it goes we make what make since the world began [03:26.94]Nothing more the love of the women work of men [03:31.95]Seasons round creatures great and small up and down as we rise fall [08:12.45]Rise and fall