Went looking for a good man, but he died one day,
Did time in Jerusalem, packed his backs and went away,
Like the book of Matthew, read every day,
I feel like a stranger; it's the price I that got to pay.
And I don't mind if it helps me somehow,
I don't mind when justice will roll on like a river, yeah.
A phantom pain surrounds me in the corridors of Babylon,
Trying to find the answer, but Sigmund is dead and gone.
But I don't mind if it helps me somehow,
I don't mind when justice will roll on like a river, yeah.
We're gonna make it through, oh Lord,
We're gonna make it through, oh Lord.
On the road with Mujahidin, a sad day in Afghanistan,
I saw the pristine palace and the beggar holding out his hand,
Wild, wicked whammy,
Playing arms, let's make a deal,
Shacked up his mansion, sending boys through the minefields.
And, in my mind, I wonder what it's all about,
But I know, in time, well, justice will flow on like a river.
We're gonna make it through, oh Lord,
We're gonna make it through, oh Lord,
In this frontier town of ignorance, you know you got to keep your wits about you and make it through, oh Lord.
You got to make it through.
You got to make it through.
Make it through, make it through,
Make it through, make it through,
Ooh.
Gonna make it, oh,
Gonna make it,
Yeah.
When justice rolls on like a river, (justice)
Oh, help me when justice rolls on like a river.
We're gonna make it through, oh Lord,
We're gonna make it through, oh Lord,
In this frontier town of ignorance, you know you got to keep your wits about you and make it through, oh Lord.
We're gonna make it,
We're gonna make it,
We're gonna make it,
We're gonna make it,
We're gonna make it,
We're gonna make it,
We're gonna make it,
We're gonna make it,
We're gonna make it, make it, make, it make it,
We're gonna make it, make it, make, it make it,
We're gonna make it, make it, make, it make it,
We're gonna make it,
We're gonna make it.
