Tired Feet

My tired feet, my tired, tired feet

My tired feet, oh my tired feet

My tired feet brought me to that red boat

So still and foreign waters

And although I've never been here

Oh, although I've never been here

I know that here I've swam before

Oh, here I've swam before

And soon I came, oh so soon I came

Soon I came, oh so soon I came

Soon I came to the silent place of choir voices

In Excelsior Deo, Deo

Where Jesus, He keeps the streets out

Jesus, He keeps the heat out

And Jesus, He keeps the noise out

And here oh here, I've sung before

Oh here I've sung before

I know that here I've sung before

Here I've sat, I've run, I've walked, I've cried, I've died

Oh, I've slept in till noon and I've laughed and I've sighed

I know that here I've sung before

Oh here I've sung before

I know that here I've sung before

Here I've sung before