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ships out within 4 days
Jericho, I once was rich
Made beggars of half that town
Widows left without a burlap stitch
but I wore sack-cloth under the purple gowns
What I heard, I don’t recall.
In all the rumors, must have heard his call, but
the crowd it gathered round him tight and tall
So I ran like a fool along the city wall
Climbed a tree, skinned my knee
Curious beyond all dignity
The first time they all looked up to me
They still pretended not to see.
They say that Joshua from long ago
Came to town, marched around
He smiled at me, but not in ignorance
He could have frowned. He should have frowned.
And somewhere deeper then the solid ground
A trumpet sounded, the trumpet sounded
And he invited himself home with me
I took a rest, I took a rest
When he comes to dine with you
You are the guest, you are the guest
Jericho, I once was lost
But I’ve joined the ranks of the kingdom found
who once were fortified against all assaults,
but never thought to guard against a gift
and I’ve been hungry plenty since.
but the walls came tumbling down, down, down.