(Bob Welch)

Let me retell

A story of old

About a man named Moses

Who lived long ago

He prophicied good

He prophicied bad

And now that prophecy's

Coming to pass

Let all your sons, and your daughters

Of the golden calf

Lay down your burden of sorrow

Lay down your burden of hurt

Lay it all down, for paradise here on earth

A whole lot of people, including myself

Thought the story of Moses was just a tall tale

But all of the things that we see going on

Are just what Moses set down

Let all your sons, and your daughters

Of the golden yeah

Lay down your burden of sorrow

Lay down your burden of hurt

Lay it all down, for paradise here on earth

Let me retell

A story I know

About a man named Moses

Who lived long ago

He prophicied good

He prophicied bad

And now that prophecy's

Coming to pass

Let all your sons, and your daughters

Of the golden yeah

Lay down your burden of sorrow

Lay down your burden of hurt

Lay down your burden of sorrow

Lay down your burden of hurt

Lay down your burden of sorrow

Lay down your burden of hurt

I just can't imagine a reason for sorrow

Just can't imagine the hurt

You've got to lay it down

You've got to lay it down

You've got to lay it down

You've got to lay it down

I said lay down your burden of sorrow

Lay down your burden of hurt

Lay down your burden of sorrow

There's just no reason to hurt

You've got to lay down your burden of sorrow

Lay down your burden of hurt

I said

Lay it all down, for paradise here on earth