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

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