I
ONE BREATH OF MINE WOULD BE TOO LONG A TIME
IF I HAD NOT THE RIGHT TO PLEAD YOUR BLOOD.
ONE STEP TO MAKE WOULD BE TOO MUCH TO TAKE
IF I WERE WALKING WHERE YOUR BLOOD DID NOT FLOW.
CHORUS
AND THE RED, RED RIVER STILL FLOWS
COMING DOWN FROM THE HEAVENLY THRONE
AND EACH TIME I'VE FALTERED AND CRY IN MY SHAME
THEN THE RED RIVER FLOWS O'ER MY NAME
II
SOME SAY WE'RE CRUDE WHEN WE SPEAK ONLY TRUTH
OF THE BLOOD SHED FOR REMISSION OF SIN.
I'LL NOT CEASE TO PRAY I'LL ASK HIM EACH DAY
LET ONE DROP OF YOUR BLOOD FALL ON ME