Hey mister with your iron feet yeah
Never waver from your path
You think you got a way with somethin' boy
Well, see his hand an' feel his staff

Hey you got a way with words alright yeah
An' quite a way with the ladies
Your thoughts are troubled
As you hang a left
No there ain't no maybes [bad word] an' sing me down
Give my conscience a [bad word] an' shake my ground lord
With the sound of heaven's houndin'

You're thinkin' when this is all over
We'll all sit back an' laugh
Well I don't think so friend 'cause
I done the math

And I ain't lookin' to gain any honor
No, no not among you thieves
I'll be right beside you though
In judgment on my knees [bad word] an' sing me down
Give my conscience a [bad word] an' shake my ground lord
With the sound of heaven's houndin'

Now here [bad word] a draggin'
Jus' couldn't help yourself
Puttin' on your poor mouth an'
Takin' from his wealth

O [bad word] up proper
You ride a faithless steed
Took you down the wrong road
Ye' in word an' in deed [bad word] an' sing us down
Give our conscience a [bad word] an' shake our ground lord
With the sound of heaven's houndin' [bad word] an' take our crowns lord
Give our conscience a [bad word] an' take our crown lord
With the sound of heaven's houndin'