High on Jesus
(Kinky Friedman)
Walking down Division Street
I happened on to meet
A stranger with a package in his hand.
He said, â"š¬í…"Mister, if you follow me
Rainbow colors you will see,
Iâ"š¬â"ž¢ll take your head into the Promised Land.â"š¬?
â"š¬í…"Friend, I donâ"š¬â"ž¢t need your stuff,
My Jesus is enough.
You see them colors bright,
Why canâ"š¬â"ž¢t you see the light ?â"š¬?
Letâ"š¬â"ž¢s get high on Jesus, high on Jesus,
I believe that He was here in town.
Flying high on Jesus, high on Jesus,
Iâ"š¬â"ž¢m so high Iâ"š¬â"ž¢m never coming down.
One man buys a nickel sack,
Another buys a Cadillac,
They both think they will drive their cares away.
But neither thinks to lend a hand
To help his struggling fellow man,
Theyâ"š¬â"ž¢d better buy their tickets now for Judgment Day.
Oh, friend, letâ"š¬â"ž¢s try to score
For peace and not for war,
For love and not for hate
Before it gets too late.
Letâ"š¬â"ž¢s get high on Jesus, high on Jesus,
Ainâ"š¬â"ž¢t you ever heard the Nashville sound ?
Flying high on Jesus, high on Jesus,
I guess, my friend, the Lord still gets around.
An angry mob confronted me
By the university,
â"š¬í…"Down with this and down with thatâ"š¬? they cried.
A burning bottle in his hand,
A long-haired youth screamed, â"š¬í…"Come on, man,
The conscience of America has died!â"š¬?
â"š¬í…"Friend, I donâ"š¬â"ž¢t get my kicks
Starting fires and throwing bricks,
I pray someday you find
The gentle reason Iâ"š¬â"ž¢m
So high on Jesus, high on Jesus,
They tried to put His body under ground.
Flashing high on Jesus, high on Jesus,
But friend, you just canâ"š¬â"ž¢t keep the good man down.â"š¬?
Oh, letâ"š¬â"ž¢s get high on Jesus, high on Jesus,
They tried to put His body under ground.
Flashing high on Jesus, high on Jesus,
But friend, you just canâ"š¬â"ž¢t keep the good man down.