Rest My Weary Body (Piano/Vocal)

I sat down at the piano long enough to bang out this rendition of Rest My Weary Body, a song from my 2007 release, Hollow Bones In Monotone.
© Copyright 2024, Chris Castle. (BMI)
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[@elove1792]

Beautiful

[@chriscastlesongs]

Thanks, brother. I hope all's well south of the Mason-Dixon.

[@chriscastlesongs]

If the girl I love had the strength of an army
And the babies that she gave me always fed
If the world was not a knife
And suffering not life
I'd still rest my weary body on her bed
If I looked to every animate horizon
While shaking sleep and dreaming from my head
And if I heard bluebirds sing
The promise of most anything
I'd still rest my weary body on her bed
If my native land were not so strange and foreign
If I understood well anything that anybody said
If my hands could feel to grip
For the driftwood of a sinking ship
I'd still rest my weary body on her bed
If the sea can take the city of New Orleans
If the earth, and mud, and tide
Can claim the dying and the dead
Then there must be some way clear
A place where I could disappear
Till I rest my weary body on her bed