Elijah's Blues by the b.a.s.i.c. band

A basic band original song. Southern rock version. Sometimes we get mad at God like Elijah did. I know I do!! Get it out...then get down with it and get it right with Him. We can listen for His still, small voice. Hear God, see God.

Lyrics to Elijah's Blues:

Oh, it was early in the morning....
that's when I heard the cooing of a dove
Then late in the evening....
that's when I heard the whip'o'will call

And it haunts me...and it haunts me...
like the still, small voice of my God

I let life turn me updside down
and I sure didn't land on my feet.
So I sat back in my anger
and I dwelled on my defeat.

Still it haunts me...and it haunts me...
like the still, small voice of my God

I shook my fist at the heavens
and I said, "God, just leave me alone!"
But the stars quietly shimmered
and the moon softly shone.

And it haunts me...and it haunts me...
like the still, small voice of my God
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Written, Performed, Recorded and Produced by b.a.s.i.c. band. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. Song and publishing rights Samuel T. Glenn 2008.
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