

I've been down on bended knee, talking to the man from Galahalee. He spoke to me with a voice so sweet, I thought I heard the shuffle of the angel's feet. He called my name and my heart stood still, and he said 'John go do my will!'
Go tell that long tongue liar, go n tell that midnight rider, tell rambler, the gambler, the back biter, tell em' that gods' gonna cut em down.
Well, you may throw your rock, and hide and your hand, working in dark against your fellow man. Well as sure as god made black and white, what's done in the darkness will be brought to the light.