Quiet Faith Of Man Lyrics - Jerry Jeff Walker

Bill Staines 

A baby child is born along the highway 

A tiny little thing upon the land 

An okie with his dreams out on the byway 

Lifts the tiny baby in his hand 

The woman smiles a little smile of knowing 

And whispers something softly in his ear 

Perhaps a little prayer to help the growing 

Perhaps a word of comfort through the fears. 

CHORUS 

You trust the moon to move the mighty ocean 

You trust the sun to shine upon the land 

You take the little that you know 

And you do the best you can 

You see the rest with the quiet faith of man. 

A tractor makes its way along the fence line 

And drops the seeds precisely in a row 

If the rains are kind and the winds don't take the topsoil 

Before too long the crops will start to show. 

The farmer sees the fields around him growin' 

He whispers something low beneath his breath 

Perhaps a little prayer to help the growin' 

Perhaps a word of thanks for all the rest. 

Repeat chorus 

There's a storm tossed ship tonight out on the ocean 

There's a soul somewhere adrift out on the blue 

There's a dreamer with his eyes upon the heavens 

They're all looking for a way to make it through. 

Repeat chorus