Big Tent Revival - Famine Or Feast Lyrics
Sitting on the front porch with my sweet MariladeWorking out expenses no honest man can payOne is from the landlord; the bank doneSent me twoAs for me, I know down deep what I got to doFamine or feast, I'm on my kneesLooking for the answers to things I can't seeTimes of jubilation waiting for releaseTime we all pray to the Lord--famine or feastThings have happened lately; car is in the shopRiding on the cross-town; almost at the stopStaring out the window into the night outsideI have to tell you honest, I sat rightThere and criedYou may say, time toPray is every now