Ring them bells ye heathen from the city that dreams   Ring them bell from the sanctuaries, 'cross the valleys and streams   For they're deep and they're wide, and the world's on its side   And time is a-runnin' backwards and so is the bride      Ring them bells St. Peter where the four winds blow   Ring them bells with an iron hand so the people will know   Oh, it's rush hour now on the wheel of the plow   And the sun is a-goin' down upon the sacred cow      Ring them bells sweet Martha for the poor man's son   Ring them bells so the world will know that God is one   For the shepherd is asleep where the willow weep   And the mountains are filled with lost sheep      Ring them bells for the blind and the deaf   Ring them bells all of us who are left   Ring them bells for the chosen few   Who will judge the many when the game is through?   Ring them bells for the time that flies   For the child who cries when innocence dies      Ring them bells St. Catherine from the top of the roof   Ring the bells from the fortress for the lilies that bloom   For the lines are long and the fighting is strong   And they're breakin' down the distance between right and wrong