Tishamingo Mitchell
Easter Sunday in Birmingham
home seemed so far away
I set out to look for Jesus
like so many folks do on this day
My soul was in need of healing
it was a little beat from the road
then I experienced resurrection
when I met Mitchell Jones
Mitchell said he was a Fireman
he'd been fightin' fires his whole life
but the demons burned deep inside him
killing him slowly from the inside
Chorus: Rise up Mitchell Jones
you're a hero today
death ain't got a grip on you
Flowers on the cross
but the meaning has been lost
will they ever know the truth
Lord it makes me wonder,
will they ever know the truth?
I told Mitchell not to be afraid
to pay tribute to the Prince of Peace
but the homage wasn't being paid
the way we thought it should be
So we broke bread on the sidewalk
outside the Highlands Temple of Greed
and as Mitchell bid me farewell
I realized He had risen indeed
Bridge: If Jesus hadn't risen on the 3rd day
he'd be rollin' over in his grave
because that preacher man wouldn't talk to him
on that Easter Sunday
