Lyrics Singin' Call - Stephen Stills

Listen to the sound of the night bird singin'
I wonder who he calls
My fingers hurt so bad, it's got me grinnin'
And I wonder, can I do it all?

Hit a stretch of rapids in the rushing, ragin' river
Lookin' out for boulders and falls
A woman, she watches from the top of the canyon
Hope we don't drown us all

Help me now
I got to slow down
Hear my singin' call

Hurt myself bad on a run through the desert
Threw a shoe and took a bad fall
Long for the peace that the ancients bring me
Murmur of the lowlands shut my jaw

Help me now
I got to slow down
Hear my singin' call

Everyone knows there's a price for the askin'
Some people buy themselves a doll
Help me, sweet Jesus, I'm weary from the journey
I need to tell my brothers what I saw

Help me now
I got to slow down
Hear my singin' call