Hey mister with your iron feet yeah
Never waver from your path
You think you got a way with something boy
See his hand feel his staff
Oh you got away with words alright
An quite a way with the ladies
Your thoughts are troubled
As you hang a left
There ain't no maybeesCome an sing me down
Give my conscience a poundin'
Come an shake my ground
With the sound of heaven's houndin'You're thinkin' when this is all over
We'll all sit back an laugh
I don't think so see cause
I done the math
Ain't lookin' to gain no honor
No no not among the thieves
I'll be there right beside you friend
In judgment on my kneesNow here you come a draggin'
Jus' couldn't help yourself
Puttin' on your poor mouth an'
Takin' from His wealth you
You come up proper now you
You ride a faithless steed
Took you down the wrong road son
Word an in deed yeahCome an sing me down
Give my conscience a poundin'
Come an shake my ground
With the sound of heaven's houndin'Come an sing us down
Give our conscience a poundin'
Come an shake our ground Lord
With the sound of heaven's houndin'Come an take our crowns Lord
Give our conscience a poundin'
Come an take our crown Lord
With the sound of heaven's houndin'
Songwriters
DAVID EDWARDS, JEAN-YVES TOLAPublished by
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