"We've Come Too Far To Turn Around" lyrics

"We've Come Too Far To Turn Around"
(feat. Norah Jones)

We are weary of these trials
Tribulations, we are tired
But, we've come too far to turn around

From the East to the West
From the North to the South
We have come too far to turn around

We are here to bear witness
To this monstrous sickness
We have come too far to turn around

We have stared into the eyes of evil
We have slow danced with the devil
We have sat down at his table
And shared with him in the feast
We have swallowed the liquid of his lies
Tolerated the one we despise
Been led astray by his disguise
And fooled by his beliefs

We've been victims of his wrath
And we've wavered from the path
But, we have come too far to turn around

We will lay down the burden
Of hate and separation
We have come too far to turn around

For over four hundred years
We've been on this trail of tears
And we have come too far to turn around

We have stared into the eyes of evil
We have slow danced with the Devil
We have sat down at his table
And shared with him in the feast
We have swallowed the liquid of his lies
Tolerated the one we despise
Been led astray by his disguise
And fooled by his beliefs

We are weary of these trials
Of tribulations, we are tired
But, we have come too far to turn around


Writer(s): Lucinda Williams
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