John Kongos Come On Down Jesus
In a hundred years
Yellow men will be everybody's friend
The fight that's goin' on
Well, I guess it will have come to an end
And in a hundred years
They'll never know just why they're dyin'
It seems to me to be
Such a very silly thing to do
'Cause in a hundred years
They'll be forgetting about you
Come on down, Jesus
Come on down, Jesus
You can hear the people cryin'
Can you hear them singin'?
You can see we're tired of dyin'
So won't you come on down, Jesus
And tell us what to do?
We need you (We need you)
Come on down, Jesus
Come on down, Jesus
Can you hear the people cryin'?
Can you hear them singin'?
You can see we're tired of dyin'
So won't you come on down, Jesus
And tell us what to do?
And in a hundred years
Seems to me that we'll be in the same way
So if you're gonna show
Well, I guess you'd better make it today
'Cause in a hundred years, there'll be nothing left for you
Yes, if you're gonna show
Well, I guess you'd better make it today
'Cause in a hundred years, there'll be nothing you can do
Come on down, Jesus
Come on down, Jesus
Can you hear the people cryin'?
Can you hear them singin'?
You can see we're tired of dyin'
So won't you come on down, Jesus
And tell us what to do?
We need you (We need you)