There Are Purple Grapes In The Land

Just Drop Your Bucket Where You Are.

Where Shall We Get Religion? Beneath The Open Sky, The Sphere Of Crystal Silence Surcharged With Deity.. The Midnight Earth Sends Incense Up, Sweet With The Breath Of Prayer -- Go Out Beneath The Naked Night And Get Religion There.

Seek Not For Fresher Founts Afar, Just Drop You Bucket Where You Are.

Strew Gladness On The Paths Of Men-you Will Not Pass This Way Again.

I Say The Very Things That Make The Greatest Stiran' The Most Interestin' Things, Are Things That Did N't Occur.