Letra da Música: Zacchaeus Come On Down - Phil Keaggy

Tax man, tax man shame on you,
You keep the money to yourself.
Hey there, little bitty baby man,
Not much bigger than an elf.
You shimmy to the top of the sycamore tree,
High above the crowd.
Before you fall you better
Come right down, right now.

Zacchaeus, come on down,
Come on down, come on down,
Zacchaeus, come on down,
Come on down, come on down.

Tax man it's your lucky day,
Jesus wants to spend the night.
Hanging out together like the best of friends,
Makes you wanna make things right.
Jesus loved you when you had no friends,
Back when you were naughty and proud.
Don't it make you wanna give
The money back right now.

Zacchaeus, come on down,
Come on down, come on down,
Zacchaeus, come on down,
Come on down, come on down.