Testify

Testify – Time 4;52
Songwriter: Jonas Scott Cowan
Publisher: Works From Stillwell International (BMI)

Moses stood on Holy Ground,
God said take off your shoes.
Poor Bob stood where two roads meet
and learned how to sing the blues.

I don't know where you're coming from
but then again maybe I do.
I'm just a poor boy alone a long way from home,
but I ain't nobody's fool.

I don't know the reason why,
the wicked grow rich while the good just grow old and die.
I've come here to tell you,
see my story it ain't been told.
I've got to testify.

Jacob wrestled the angel
you know that he got thrown down.
I left home 10 years ago and
I slept a few nights down on the cold cold ground.
I ain't telling no story,
I ain't telling no lie.
I seen the devil staring out of a woman's eyes.

I don't know the reason why,
the wicked Grow Rich while the good grow old and die.
I've come here to tell you,
see my story it ain't been told.
I've got to testify

There's a whole lot of evil in this world.
I've kept the man in business,
and I love all the pretty girls.
I'll come here to tell you,
see it's time that we turned around.
cause you might find yourself standing down on some Holy Ground.