shake your beads out one by one and call me magdalene it wont grieve me i understand where it is youre coming from draw a curtain close your eyes when historys pages fail you i will not open up those history books thats not for me to do precious little in your life is yours by right and won without a fight precious little in your life is yours by right and won without a fight shadows call me in the wind some dont go away angels guide me from the clouds in everything i do and say shake your beads out kneeling down it will not pass me by two people coming from a different place maybe neither one is right shake your beads out join your hands that still wont make you right those so called sinners that youre praying for are standing by your side 