ALBUM LYRICS

Trek - A Nashville Tribute to the Pioneers

FARE THEE WELL JOSHUA

Written by Jason Deere

The blacksmith’s shop on Parley Street
Those boys ain’t got a wink of sleep this week
Hundreds of wagons, people shiverin’
Sitting on go clear down to the river
Listen prophet, Israel calls
Just like Joshua you face those walls
Steam rolls high off the oxen’s back
Brigham waves them on as he straightens his hat

Well there’s children out there following mothers
Sisters walking next to brothers
Father’s keeping those wagons goin’
Everybody’s got faith they know
You’ll take my people home
Fare thee well, Oh Joshua

They’re no strangers to sore trials
The last three years have been a burning fire
They buried their Joseph next to Hyrum
In a secret grave while the Saints stood crying
You finished that temple high above town
And heaven’s light fell like rain coming down
Believing somewhere they’ll find Zion
Eyes fixed firmly on The Lion

Well there’s children out there following mothers
Sisters walking next to brothers
Father’s keeping those wagons goin’
Everybody’s got faith they know
You’ll take my people home
Fare thee well, Oh Joshua

Well there’s children out there following mothers
Sisters walking next to brothers
Father’s keeping those wagons goin’
Everybody’s got the faith they know
There’s children out there following mothers
Sisters walking next to brothers
Father’s keeping those wagons goin’
Everybody’s got faith they know
You’ll take my people home
Fare thee well, Oh Joshua

GOD IS GOOD

Written by Jason Deere

It may never stop raining
It’s been two weeks since I’ve been dry
I should be thankful no one saw the tear that I just cried
From Sugar Creek to Garden Grove
Life’s been hard on us God knows
But mud above up to my knees won’t stop me from rollin’ on
I’m tellin’ you

God is good, yeah God is good
We’ve come so much farther than we thought we could
Keep walkin’ now…God is good, oh God is good
One more mile behind us hey God is good

There’s two braves up on the hillside
They’ve followed us for two days
They seem more friend than foe but out here it’s hard to say
And that afternoon sun sparkles across a wide bend in the Platte
Another sweet reminder that life ain’t that bad
I’m tellin’ you…

God is good, yeah God is good
We’ve come so much farther than we thought we could
Keep walkin’ now…God is good, oh God is good
One more mile behind us hey God is good

And Chimney Rock she rises like a Memphis
Calling His children on
I hear The Lion roaring on the mountain
Taking us home, taking us home, taking us home

God is good, yeah God is good
We’ve come so much farther than we thought we could
Keep walkin’ now…God is good, oh God is good
One more mile behind us hey God is good
One step closer to heaven and God is good

ONE WHO UNDERSTANDS

Written by Jason Deere

“Greater love hath no man than this
That he lay down his life for his friends”
The way that he holds my broken heart together with His hands
I hope I was right there for him the way that he’s right here for me
With every step that I take and every breath I breathe

He was right there as I walked off
The front porch of our house
When I knew we’d never see it again
Beneath a frozen sky that evening
On the Mississippi
As we prayed the ice wasn’t too thin
He was with me when my husband
Signed on with the battalion
And he marched off with five hundred men
When I think no one could know
I know there is one who understands
           
It’s so much more than the wounds in his hands
More than the hole in his side
More than the blood that spilled down beneath olive trees that night

He was with me in the wagon
With the oxen dragging us over every rock and ravine
My baby’s fever wasn’t breaking
Little body shaking
So helpless I wanted to scream
He was with me on the cold ground
Where I had just fallen down
Beside the hole where they laid my little man
When I think no one could know
I know there is one who understands

Savior, the world was on your shoulders
For every drop of pain that fell in my name
I’m forever thankful

He was with me in the canyon
As I first laid eyes on
The valley he cut with his hands
When I think no one could know
When no one else could know
When I think no one could know
I remember one who understands

SOMEWHERE THERE’S A MOUNTAIN

Written by Jason Deere

Somewhere there’s a mountain
It must be far away
Cause I stand on my tiptoes
And I can’t see a thing

Somewhere there’s a mountain
I heard the prophet say
That we’ll build a home there
And never have to go away

It’s a long, long way to walk
But one day I’ll climb to the top

Somewhere there’s a mountain
With flowers in the spring
I will take my shoes off
And wade the mountain stream

It’s a long, long way to walk
But one day I’ll climb to the top

And that’s where I’ll find Jesus
And when I see Him smile
I’ll put my arms around him
It will be worth every mile

Somewhere there’s a mountain

CRACK OF A WHIP

Written by Jason Deere

Load up Captain of fifty
Tears falls down…drip drip
Goodbye sweet Nauvoo
At the break of dawn and the crack of a whip
Sound off Captain of fifty
Hold tight, wagon don’t tip
River cross on over
At the break of dawn and the crack of a whip

We crossed that wide Mississippi
Sugar Creek, Farmington, Bonaparte
Cross the Des Moines…how the rain fell hard
Bloomfield, Chariton, Locust Creek
“Come, Come Ye Saints” Brother Clayton did sing
Nishnabotna, Garden Grove
Mount Pisgah how the prairie winds blow
Never did stop raining from Kanesville to Council Bluffs
Cross that cold Missouri looked out off the end of the earth
Winter Quarters was some long hard months
As we buried so many of the ones we loved

Load up Captain of fifty
Rain falls down…drip drip
Wagon train roll on
At the break of dawn and the crack of a whip
Sound off Captain of fifty
 Hold tight, wagon don’t tip
River cross on through
At the break of dawn and the crack of a whip

Cold Spring Camp, The Elk Horn flows
Say hello to the Liberty Pole
Head due west along the Platte
The ox get mean as they lose that fat
Laramie, Sand Hill, Chimney Rock
We bowed our heads said a prayer to God
That we make it on through to DEVIL’S GATE
Gotta fix that wheel, no time to waste
Willow Springs, Split Rock, through South Pass
Green River Camp…will the salt pork last
Church Butte, Bridger Trading Post
Once you thread that Needle let the wagons coast

Load up Captain of fifty
Sweat falls down…drip drip
Wagon train roll on
At the break of dawn and the crack of a whip
Sound off Captain of fifty
Hold tight, wagon don’t tip
Hot sun beatin’ on down
At the break of dawn and the crack of a whip

When the sun goes down, circle those wagons ‘ round
Feet swell up from a long hard day
But we can help dance when the Pitts band plays

Echo Canyon…can you hear my name…coming back the same
I can feel that salt blowing in my sunburned face
As I hear those words, “This is the right place!”
Whooooooooooooooo!

Rock on Captain of fifty
Sweat falls down…drip drip
Wagon train roll on
At the break of dawn and the crack of a whip
Sound off Captain of fifty
Hold tight, wagon don’t tip
Saints roll on, bring it on home
At the break of dawn and the crack of a whip

SWORD OF RECKONING

Written by Jason Deere

His gun barrel’s hotter
As Missouri gets colder
Protecting the man with the world on his shoulders

His long hair like midnight
But sorrow’s turned it grey
The eagle has flown but the raven remains

One soul tormented
One wild heart rent
His temper grows sharp as Indian flint

An angel when he’s smilin’, a devil when he ain’t
Sometimes a sinner, always a Saint

Porter can you help me
Four riders have taken
My only 30 cows, winter’s comin’, we won’t make it
A ghost in the saddle
Disappears in the night
He’ll pick up their hoof prints in morning’s first light

He rides in one week later
With 4 horses and my cows
Porter’s my sword of reckoning now
Porter’s my sword of reckoning now

An angel when he’s smilin’, a devil when he ain’t
Sometimes a sinner, always a Saint

I MUST HAVE LOVED YOU BEFORE

Written by Jason Deere and John Bettis

Maybe we were flowers
Soaking up every ray of sun
To grow one inch closer to one another
Or maybe we were songbirds
Flying high upon the wind
And every night in the trees I’d sing you to sleep
Whatever the truth is one thing’s for sure

I’ve got a timeless place for you in my heart
How I could love you this much I don’t know
But there’s this ageless feeling that tells me more and more
I must have loved you before

Maybe I was the ocean
And you were the sandy beach
And every minute
I was falling at your feet
Or maybe you were the moon
Oh and I was just the dark
Living in your sweet light
Thanking God I was where you are
They say love is eternal and I guess they must be right

I’ve got a timeless place for you in my heart
How I could love you this much I don’t know
But there’s this ageless feeling that tells me more and more
I must have loved you before

Cause whenever you kiss me
It feels like coming home

I’ve got a timeless place for you in my heart
How I could love you this much I don’t know
But there’s this ageless feeling that tells me more and more
I must have loved you before

WIDE ENOUGH

Written by Jason Deere

I hide my tears cause I don’t know
If I belong in this place
I hang my head cause I’m not sure
I’ll survive my mistakes
Can my unworthy prayer be heard
So high on heaven’s throne

Could there be room enough in His love
Are His arms open wide enough
To reach into the darkest places
Through the shame and the disgraces
To heal a heart so wounded that it bleeds
Are His arms open wide enough to reach me

I wear this smile but beneath my heart
The broken pieces show
Do they know their hurtful words
Sting with judgment’s blow
I look through my tears above
And cry please don’t leave me alone

Could there be room enough in His love
Are His arms open wide enough
To reach into the darkest places
Through the shame and the disgraces
To heal a heart so wounded that it bleeds
Are His arms open wide to find me
To reach me, to save me

And somewhere in the darkest night
Whispered words on wings of light
Lift me from my sleep
And I feel His arms around me

And I know there’s room enough in His love
His arms open wide enough
To reach into the darkest places
Through the shame and the disgraces
To heal a heart so wounded that it bleeds
His arms are open wide enough
To find me, to reach me, to love me, TO SAVE ME

SLEEP

Written by Jason Deere

I can’t feel my hands
I can’t feel my feet
I’d take off these boots but I’m afraid what I might see
I see my frozen skin
In the pale moonlight
I gently draw each breath holding on for dear life

If I’m dying I won’t be crying
And I’m ok if today is my last
I close my eyes and sleep

I dream my life in frames
Colors clear as the stream
The things I want to say
My frosted lips just won’t speak

If I’m dying I won’t be crying
And I’m ok if today is my last
I close my eyes and sleep

I want to surrender
Then I feel hands like steel
Resting on my on my head
I hear a trembling voice that warms my bed
I feel tears well up running from my eyes
As the blessing comes in the name of Christ

And if I’m dying I can’t help crying
As others pray that today won’t be my last
I close my eyes and sleep

WOLVES

Written by Jason Deere

We are wolves on the grassy plain
Our howl is different, but our cry’s the same
Our faces scarred by troubled days
The midnight blue drinks the words we pray

We are horses on the grassy plain
War paint shines for the wars we wage
The pipe smokes peace as you pass your way
May the full moon bring you to a brighter day

We are thunder on the grassy plain
Skies grow dark in the winds of change
Lightening strikes sets night blaze
I cry to the heavens, let my people stay

We are wolves, we are wolves
We are wolves, we are the same

COMING HOME

Written by Jason Deere, Matt Lopez and Brad Hull

I said goodbye to my old life
Followed my heart more than a thousand miles
I’ve lived the joy, I’ve known the pain
I’ve felt the hand of God out on that frozen plain
I walk today on blistered feet
But now the echo of these canyon walls makes me wanna sing

I’ve never seen beautiful like a journey’s end
When nameless faces become my best friend
I’ve never seen wonderful like walking on
Into this mountain fortress that God made of stone
I’ve never seen troubles rolling underneath the wheels
Like coming home

I prayed so hard my faith would last
Buried my baby boy beneath the prairie grass
We all had nights we’d lie awake
Afraid we wouldn’t ever be ones who’d have the chance to say

I’ve never seen beautiful like a journey’s end
When nameless faces become my best friend
I’ve never seen wonderful like walking on
Into this mountain fortress that God made of stone
I’ve never seen troubles rolling underneath the wheels
Like coming home

I thank my God on aching knees
I raise my hands and he hears me

I’ve never seen beautiful like a journey’s end
When nameless faces become my best friend
I’ve never seen wonderful like walking on
Into the mountain fortress that God made of stone
I’ve never seen troubles rolling underneath the wheels
I’ve never seen, oh, anything that feels
Like coming home

MY PEOPLE

Written by Dan Truman