Achat, shtayim
Achat, shtayim, shalosh, arba

Christ’s in town, the Lord
The trouble is my head, can’t see, I’m short
And Jericho is thronged and jammed
I thought I’d climb so high and then I saw
The Man they sought for signs and wonders

Shalom, shalom
I’m at a place called Jericho
My name’s Zacchaeus if you didn’t know
And the view’s really something from this tree, tree

My life is cruel and cold
I’ve always been a guy who clings to gold
I think of all the times I’ve robbed and stole
I need a second chance – can He save souls?
I’m a man who cheats on taxes he collects
So I guess I’ve failed - then Jesus cranes His neck
Sayin’ to me “You there!” Maybe He can use me

Shalom, shalom
I’m at a place called Jericho
He said "Zacchaeus, let’s get dinner, bro
But first you need to come down from the tree, tree"

Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Here we go!
Jump in!

All my debts I will now restore
Half of this I give to the poor
All the rest I give to the Lord
Forgiveness is what I want – I know what’s it’s worth

Shalom, shalom
I’m at a place called Jericho
Christ’s in town, and all I know is the Dude’s really something
I can feel His love reaching me now
Read Luke 19 you’ll see how
Cause He's real! Real!