It Will Come To Pass

 Today would have been my cousin Don's 89th birthday. Wow. Don Baird was a great guy. I wish I had known him better back in the fifties, sixties, and seventies when he was at the peak of his career as a newsman for WSB and NBC. It was after his small immediate family was gone that he began to find himself more often visiting our Shaw Branch. Especially so after my mother moved here to Rome in 1997.

In honor of Don's birthday and in his memory, here is a song he wrote that was recorded by Willie Nelson: 

"It Will Come To Pass"

Recorded by Willie Nelson
Written by Don Baird

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The turning earth will raise its wand
                                        G7
And bring the seasons to their fruitful end

And little men and trains will crawl
                                        C
And snake their way around the timeless bend


And rivers too will course their way
                                 G7
To find the hungry mother sea at last
                                    C
And love will grow  it will come to pass


The sun will blaze its scorching path
                                  G7
Across the sky a million times or more

And men with charts will scan the skies
                                   C
In quest of life on some forgotten shore


And in the quiet womb the sleeping seed 
                                  G7
Will stretch its arms and grow at last
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And love will grow  it will come to pass
                C
It will come to pass


Though men and minds and times will change
                                        G7
Still pinioned they by fears of growing old

Though scalpeled hands will plunge the deepest corners
                   C
None will find the soul


Yet bearded men in sandwich boards
                                          G7
Will tell the sinful streets he's come at last
                                    C
And love will grow  it will come to pass