Joseph's Son

                              

                              

As performed by The Crossing

As heard by d.baderman

  off _Dancing at the Crossroads_ 



                   



(no chord - dropped D tuning - low D string...)

Oh where, oh where, is the carpenter?



Oh Father where - is Joseph's son?



I have looked high - and I have looked low



Oh tell me where, has the carpenter gone.



Dm              C                        Dm

He's gone, He's gone - to walk this wide land

                               Am

My son the truth, I'll tell to you

              Dm              C

He has twelve men - to walk beside him

                                  Dm

His Father's will, He has gone to do



                C                      Dm

And He traveled north, and he traveled south

                                 Am

No food nor drink - did pass his mouth

          Dm                  C

For forty days - in the wilderness

                          Dm

A carpenter, did pass his test



            C                     Dm

He traveled east, and he traveled west

                                   Am

O'er mountain high, through valley low

            Dm                     C

To heal the sick, the deaf and the blinded

                                   Dm

To shed His light, on our darkened soul





       -C-Dm-Am-Dm-C-Dm



             C                   Dm

Oh where, oh where, is the carpenter?

                             Am

Oh Father where, is Joseph's son?

           Dm               C

I hear the cries, I see the soldiers

                                    Dm

Oh tell me where, has the carpenter gone



                C                  Dm

He's gone, He's gone, to yon green garden

                               Am

Of his twelve men, to call but one

            Dm                       C

To pray for strength, for what lay before him

                                 Dm

Saying not my will, but Thine be done.

                C                 Dm

He's gone, He's gone, to yon high hill

                             Am

Gone to where, stood crosses three

             Dm                         C

He cried his last, 'neath the blackened sky

                                   Dm

And all alone died, on the curs-ed tree



          C                  Dm

A tomb so deep, in stones so cold

                                    Am

Laid there, men thought, no more to see

                Dm                  C

But just as the sun, returns in the morning

                                  Dm

He rose from death, and he set us free



             C                   Dm

Oh where, oh where, is the carpenter

                              Am

Oh Father where, is God's own Son?

            Dm                    C

My Son He's gone, where we cannot follow

                             Dm

But He'll return, to take us home.









[From: dan@hwcae.az.honeywell.com (Dan Baderman)]



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..all our superstars are suicidal casualties

and our heros die in motel rooms and motorcades..

	R. Stonehill "Through the Glass Darkly"

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