The Smoked Irises - Soul Stomp Blues

You can cut our branch but not the tree
No you ain't my first enemy
From the depths of my soul I pray

From the dire straits hear our call
Oh get up everytime we fall
From the depths of my soul I pray

You can cut our branch but not the tree
No you ain't my first enemy
From the depths of my soul I wait

From the dire straits hear our call
Oh get up everytime we fall
From the depths of my soul I pray

Written by:
Ira Devor

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