Interpret:

Rory Gallagher

Album:

Blueprint

He was the seventh son of a seventh son 
People claimed that he could cure anyone


He had the power there is no doubt 
From his healing hands the light shone all about 
No magic potion or mystic words, 
His eyes stared at you, no sound was heard


People came from north and south 
To see this faith healing man, see what he was all about 
Cured the young and cured the old 
Soon the whole nation knew his name


Seventh son of a seventh son 
Is it to late 
Now that I've come? 
Seventh son of a seventh son 
Is it to late? 
You know why I've come


Outside his door where queues ten deep, 
Soon this faith healing man could get no sleep. 
On the street they milled outside 
Soon this man had to spend his days inside


He cured a woman who could not speak 
And you know the blind child? Now he can see 
Never asked for payment or took anything from them 
Faith healing man was not the same


One day a man with a big cigar 
Drove into town in a long, long silver car. 
He made a deal, said thin boy would go far, 
Said he'd make this faith healing country boy into a movie star.


The seventh son of a seventh son 
He moved away from this small town 
To the city he soon came 
He looked up in lights, saw his name.


See all the people who knew him well, 
As though he was still here, the stories they all tell 
About the time he made the lame boy walk 
But know you have to pay hear him talk


One day he returned from the city of lights 
You know something had happened there, his powers had died 
But know he says he won't cure no more 
Faith healin' man you have returned


Seventh son of a seventh son 
Is it to late? You know why I've come 
Seventh son of a seventh son, 
To be cured 
Well half went up with those big city lights 
Seventh son of a seventh son