And I'm pulling on the red chord That pulls you back to me, Lord It helps me out When you're away When I was in the army And they called you back to save me And I was resting soft In the arms of my war And I'm pulling on the red chord That pulls you back to me, Lord And I'm pulling on the red chord So you're not so far away And I was at the uni' At the University of Blind Love and Black Poetry And it was there I found you And you were happy like an angel But for everything you learned There's something you must let go of And I'm pulling on the red chord That pulls you back to me, Lord And I'm pulling on the red chord That pulls you back to me, Lord Pulls you back to me, Lord Yeah, pulls you back to me, Lord Yeah, pulls you back to me, Lord Yeah, pulls you back to me, Lord Yeah, all right, yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah