Letra da Música: Jesus Was a Hobo - Todd Snider

Jesus was a hobo, Jesus was a tramp
He sang with Woody Guthrie in those common labor camps
He's still out on the highway, I see him all the time
With "I'll work for food" written on an cardboard sign

Look again, who's that?
Have you seen that face before?
We're so quick to close the door these days
Look again, who's that?
Doesn't matter anymore
Is there anything left here to be saved?

Jesus was a loser, Jesus wouldn't fight
So he died with Martin Luther on that cold Memphis night
He's still the voice of reason, I hear him every day
In the words of all these prophet that convict and put away

Look again, who's that?
Have you seen that face before?
We're so quick to close the door these days
Look again, who's that?
Doesn't matter anymore
Is there anything left here to be saved?

Jesus was a poet, a man of many words
He sings all those pretty songs that no one's ever heard
But you can hear him on the corners from New York to New Orleans
For dimes and quarters and many things in between

Look again, who's that?
Have you seen that face before?
We're so quick to close the door these days
Look again, who's that?
Doesn't matter anymore
Is there anything left here to be saved?