I saw God today on the radio But I ain't seen Him 'round here in a while Between the internet and the TV glow Sure feels like the blind leading the blind
I gotta see it for myself and not go and read it 'Cause I only got room for one man's preaching
I can't bite my tongue no more I can't sit back and watch it happen Let the devil win the war We've been down this road before I thought we passed it But we've turned back and now the streets Are lined with picket signs, picking sides Mama's crying, their babiеs dying More soldiers going over than coming back Timеs like these we need someone to lead us Dear Jesus
Sticks and stones can break your bones But sometimes words can hurt the most of all But if we set aside our selfish pride Forgive the wrong, and make it right Who knows, all I know is
I can't bite my tongue no more I can't sit back and watch it happen Let the devil win the war We've been down this road before I thought we passed it But we've turned back and now the streets Are lined with picket signs, picking sides Mama's crying, their babies dying More soldiers going over than coming back Times like these we need someone to lead us Dear Jesus
I gotta see it for myself and not go and read it 'Cause I only got room for one man's preaching
I can't bite my tongue no more I can't sit back and watch it happen Let the devil win the war We've been down this road before I thought we passed it But we've turned back and now the streets Are lined with picket signs, picking sides Mama's crying, their babies dying More soldiers going over than coming back Times like these we need someone to lead us Dear Jesus
Dear Jesus
Compositores: Thomas Marc Archer, James Mitchell Tenpenny (Mitchell Tenpenny), Andrew Paul Albert (Andy) ECAD: Obra #32500842