I'm pulling on the red chord

That pulls ya back to me, Lord

That helps me out

When you're away

And I was in the army

When they called you back to save me

And I was resting soft

In the arms of my war

And I'm pulling on the red chord

That pulls ya back to me, Lord

And I'm pulling on the red chord

So you're not so far away

And all was out to you or me (?)

At the university of

Life, Lord

And black poetry

And it was there I found you

And you were happy like an angel

But for everything you learn

There is something you must let go of

And I'm pulling on the red chord

That pulls ya back to me, Lord

And I'm pulling on the red chord

That pulls ya back to me, Lord

Pulls ya back to me, Lord, yeah

Pulls ya back to me, Lord, yeah

Pulls ya back to me, Lord, yeah

Pulls ya back to me, Lord, yeah

All around yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah