Traveling Pesach Blues

These are the lyrics to a Blues song based on the life of Moses as told in the Book of Exodus. I hear it being sung to the tune of Robert Johnson’s ‘Crossroad Blues.’

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The Travling Pesach Blues

There’s Blood on my hands and nowhere left to run
There’s Blood on my hands and nowhere left to run
Except into the wilderness, baked and cracked in the sun

I climb up the mountain, my flock running ahead of me
I climb up the mountain, my flock running ahead of me
Stumbling onto holy ground, my eyes must be deceiving me

I see a fire burning, but the leaves are crisp and green
I see a fire burning, but the leaves are crisp and green
A still small voice is wailing, like nothing I’ve ever seen

“Go to your people, tell them what you know.
I said, Go to your people, tell them what you know.
Tell that bloody Pharaoh to let your people go.”

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