Joan Baez - Blessed Are Lyrics

Blessed are the one-way ticket holders
On a one-way street
Blessed are the midnight riders
Who are in the shadow of God they sleep

Blessed are the hot old hikers
Staring out at falling rain
Wondering at the retribution
In their personal acquaintance with pain

Blessed are the blood relations
Of the young ones who have died
Who had not the time or patience
To carry on this earthly life

Rain will come and winds will blow
Wild deer die in the mountain snow
Birds will beat at heaven's wall
What comes to one must come to us all

Well, you and I are on the one-way ticket holders
On a one-way street
Which lies across a golden valley
Where the waters of joy and hope run deep

So if you pass the parents weeping
Of the young ones who have died
Take them to your warmth and keeping
For blessed are the tears they cried
And many were the years they tried
Take them to the valley wide
And let their souls be pacified