Man I Am

Got blood on these hands

Sweat of the brow

I work this land

Til the sun goes downPreacher man, in a black tie band

He's got that fire in his bones

With one word, he might save your soulSnap like a whip, he won't quit

That old time religionRed sky up high, ramparts on fire,

Try to the pull the wool,

Over my eyes

I got no fear of anyone.