John Roland Wood

Go tell the sheriff John Roland Wood's found Jesus Now he's living at the foot of the cross He testified on the main drag this evening Said he?s gonna spread the gospel to the lost The meanest sinner to ever live and breath Said he's been clean and sober for a week He said his soul was not troubled anymore He hocked his gun and gave the money to the lord Go tell the sheriff John Roland Wood's found Jesus In a tent revival outside of town Oh what a friend this town has in Jesus If you look at what John Roland had torn down Before the spirit touched his soul He left the street sides full of bulletholes Back then when he was raising hell He knew it was coming the blue lights on his tail Look out now Solo Go tell the sheriff John Roland Wood's found Jesus Now that water tower must be full of wine Let not your weary heart be troubled Turn your women and your Children back outside What will we do on Friday night Without John Roland shooting out the light Carry that old Jukebox away He traded mean guy for amazing grace Go tell the sheriff John Roland Wood's found Jesus Now he's living at the foot of the cross Tabbed By Larry Mofle [email protected] 3/5/2005