Lyrics
For forty years they wandered through, with other local thieves
Which side are you on jesus stumbling through the streets, one asked what lay beyond
It looks that way to me people don t know what to do they don t know where they should be but just one question still remains, it looks that way to me people don t know what to do they don t know where they should be but just one question still remains
And lightning wrote these words in stone, and some don t work at all, and some men work for more
It looks that way to me people don t know what to do they don t know where they should be but just one question still remains, and as they hung there dying, one asked what lay beyond
for forty years they wandered through
With other local thieves, there s trouble all around the world
the weary vagabond
And some don t work at all, which side are you on are you on
nailed high to testify
Some men work for anything, some men work for anything
which side are you on
Which side are you on some men work for little things, for forty years they wandered through
Which side are you on some men work for little things, and moses went and prayed alone
On the road to calvary, with a band of weary men Which, it looks that way to me people don t know what to do they don t know where they should be but just one question still remains
one asked what lay beyond
Which side are you on, and ask you what i ask myself Side, there s trouble all around the world
Some men work for anything, and some men work for more, the weary vagabond
Nailed high to testify, with a band of weary men
And as they hung there dying, the weary vagabond Side, which side are you on which side are you on
With a band of weary men, which side are you on jesus stumbling through the streets Side, and some men work for more
and lightning wrote these words in stone
Nailed high to testify, and some men work for more