The Holy Man. (Glenn Tipton)

Si Tipton fuese la mitad de buen vocalista de lo que es como guitarrista este “Edge of the world” sería uno de esos discos que habría que tener en una mesilla de noche al lado de los grandes. Los guitarrazos que se saca son de los de caer de rodillas y además bien acompañado en la instrumentaciòn y con mucho gusto y feeling en las composiciones. Un gran disco, a pesar de la voz de Tipton.

The holy man's coming

Knocking on my door

Don't let him in

I committed no sin

I don't need no help at all

The holy man's come in

Stepped into my room

Turned on the light

In the middle of the night

He said god will see me soon

He's telling me that heaven waits

And this is where I'll go

The doctor said I will not die

There's something I don't know

                                     

Too young to die

Don't ask me why

The holy man's coming in

Somebody better help me

The holy man's come in

Standing by my bed

He seems in a hurry

So don't tell me not to worry

I must be close to dead

Holy man

The holy man's coming

Can anybody hear

He stinks of gin - I didn't ask him in

Somebody get him out of here

He put his hands upon my head

The time has come he said

I hate to break the news

He's a bit confused

I'm not quite ready yet

Got a cross in his hand

I don't understand

The holy man's coming

Somebody better help me

The holy man's come in

Standing by my bed

He seems in a hurry

Don't tell me not to worry

I must be close to dead

Said I won't make it

Through the night

Said I won't see the morning light

There's a man in the next room worse than me

So what the hell's he doing in here with me

The holy man's coming

Praying for my soul

I tried to let him know

He can have it if he'll go

And leave me alone

The holy man's coming

Kneeling by my bed

The holy man's coming

Don't tell me not to worry

I must be close to dead