The Whistler Songtext / Lyric

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