Little johanna girl of my prairie
   help me fill this house with living words
   further up an' further in
   let 'em fly from our lips
   just like birds
   just like birds
  
   all that dark woods from pakistan
   the glory the glory lodged inside
   strive to enter the narrow gate child
   to the fountain that flows deep an' wide
  
   he will never leave you
   my much afraid
   he waits patient
   in our prayers unprayed
  
   now stay close to me
   in an' amongst the trees
   i'll carry your shoes child
   you run an' play beneath the eaves
  
   our faith will come by the hearin'
   a whisper in the leaves
   listen johanna hear his voice
   in the drone of the bees
  
   he will never leave you
   my much afraid
   he waits patient
   in our prayers unprayed