The Doors Fly WideThat burns your boots like ironSeams are weak on your flower sack dressHair piled high in a joyful messYou wouldn't take nothing for the cool caressOne drop of sweat on your shoulderBut mountain air blows cool and sweetYour hair hangs down in a winding sheetSay goodbye to the wasting heatThe plains that grant dominionA lonely farm on a quiet trailWith a log fence and a fresh cut baleOr you might succeed or you might failBut none but God's above youWalk the wayFeel your spirit rideWalk the wayUp through the skyCause there's a blood that I seeThere's a blood that I seeYou're about to victoryWalking through clayHe's got his mama's eyesA barrel picked and a bushel peeledDays are long in the rocky fieldA few thin moves that'll barely yieldEnough to feed a family of sheepBut you carry the pail so it never dripsThe dipper passes all their lipsWhen it's your turn you take a sipYou let the water heal youWalk the wayFeel your spirit rideWalk the wayUp through the skyThere's a blood that I seeYou're about to victoryWalk the wayFeel your spirit rideWalk the wayUp through the airYou're about to victoryCame to tell you your family been so gladFeel your spirit rideWalk the wayI'm in a gl기들To you like a quickBut if you stand there looking affectedI'm willing to be lovedPut a new white shirt onlekYou lay down to take your restA quiet prayer, your heart is blessedPlace your hand on your flowering breastFeel the life within youPlay, no compromisePlay, it's got his mama's eyes