Transcribed by: Haywood Hamilton
Jeff Friedman
You should be glad
You should be happy to be alive
You should be glad
You should be happy my blood runs through your veins
Another stormy night up in Memphis
A band of black clouds rides overhead
Slept seven days and nights on an old grey hound dog
Came limping in to Union Station
Now that I have had my fun
It's good to be back again
We finally found the place in time to call our own
She is uncontrollable
Let her cry, let her cry, let her cry
She is inconsolable
Let her cry, let her cry, let her cry
We don't have to do this
We can just walk away from here
You should be glad
You should be happy to be alive
You should be glad
You should be happy that the day is new
I was dreaming we were floating down the Natchez Trace
Our angels were falling in
I saw the outline of a spirit sliding cross the river
Laughing at cracks about the devil's backbone
Walking in the haze, Sunday's Independence Day
Another good excuse for a celebration
We sang songs of liberty
Kind of takes the sting out of occupation
Now that I have had my fun
It's good to be back again
We finally found the time in place to call our own
She is uncontrollable
Let her cry, let her cry, let her cry
She is inconsolable
Let her cry, let her cry, let her cry
But you don't have to do this
Just walk away from here
She is uncontrollable
Let her cry, let her cry, let her cry
She is inconsolable
Let her cry, let her cry, let her cry
You should be glad
You should be happy
You should be glad
You should be happy
You should be glad
You should be happy
You should be glad
You should be happy
