The Whistler Songtext

Words and Music by Terry Scott Taylor, Mark Cook, Jerry Parker Chamberlain ©1977 Maranatha! Music Narrator: The whistler stands below The street a crimson glow A devil's night A minstrel of empty streets His song of mourning creeps A shadow's cry Closing windows cannot end This omen in the wind The horsemen ride And through the starless night Comes thunder of their flight A trembling world