MANTRA



Ain't no dif'rence
     'tween a mantra
     an' a blues harp
     if God's where yer goin'

It's all the same . . .
     reachin' for the sky
         for somethin' more . . .
     lamentin' what ya got,
             or celebratin'

It's the reachin' that counts
           inside an' out
It's the reachin'
An' it can be OM MANI PADME HUM
               or John Mayall
It can be HARE KRISHNA, HARE KRISHNA
               or  . . . Baby, where ya goin'?
                           When ya comin' home?
                                         AUM
It's the reachin' that counts

I'm dancin' to the blues
     reachin' for the blues harp
         that's reachin' for the sky
                 an' I'm cryin',
                           " God !"
                       I'm cryin',
                           "Babe, won't ya love me?
                               Won't ya BE God,
                               Just for a little while
                           BE God . . . Just for a little while


Ain't no dif'rence
     'tween a mantra
     an' a blues harp
     if God's where yer goin'

Gimme a Sanskrit word for the blues . . .
Throat chakra blue
                 sky
                     water
                         tears
                           the blues . . .

Come on home . . . AUM
Baby, please come on . . .
           AUM


It's all in the throat
     the blue blues throat
An' cryin' to come out
Don't need no mantra
Got the need
That's all ya got to have
                 for the blues
                     is the need
                       to satisfy
                           the hunger
                               for God . . .
It's all the same . . .

Ain't no dif'rence
     'tween a mantra
     an' a blues harp
     if God's where yer goin'