Luyện nghe bài hát John Roland Wood

Go tell the sheriff, John Roland Wood's Jesus
Now living at the foot of the cross
He testified on the main drag this
Said he's gonna the gospel to the lost

The meanest to ever live and breathe
Said he's been clean and for a week
He his soul is not troubled anymore
He hocked his gun and gave the money to the

Go tell the sheriff, John Wood's found Jesus
At a tent revival outside of town
Oh, what a friend this has in Jesus
If you look at what John Roland has tore

Before the spirit touched his
He kept the streets signs full of holes
Back then when he was raising
You knew he was coming by the blue lights on his tail, out

Go tell the sheriff, John Roland Wood's Jesus
Now that tower must be full of wine
Let not your weary heart be
Turn women and your children back outside

What we do on Friday nights
Without John shootin' out the lights
that ol' jukebox away
He traded B-9 for 'Amazing

Go tell the sheriff, John Roland found Jesus
Now he is at
I said he's living at the of
He's at the foot of the cross, oh yeah