Lyrics

The blacksmith’s shop on Parley Street
Those boys ain’t got a wink of sleep this week
Hundreds of wagons, people shiverin’
Sitting on go clear down to the river
Listen prophet, Israel calls
Just like Joshua you face those walls
Steam rolls high off the oxen’s back
Brigham waves them on as he straightens his hat

Chorus
Well there’s children out there following mothers
Sisters walking next to brothers
Fathers keeping those wagons goin’
Everybody’s got faith they know
You’ll take my people home
Fare thee well, Oh Joshua

They’re no strangers to sore trials
The last three years have been a burning fire
They buried their Joseph next to Hyrum
In a secret grave while the Saints stood cryin’
You finished that temple high above town
And heaven’s light fell like rain coming down
Believing somewhere they’ll find Zion
Eyes fixed firmly on The Lion

Repeat chorus

Well there’s children out there following mothers
Sisters walking next to brothers
Fathers keeping those wagons goin’
Everybody’s got the faith they know

Repeat chorus