He lived in simple times
Spoke to the poor
Walked with the whores
Ate with the thieves
You see him on the hill, hear his name forever in the wind
Spoke sweet words to them who had lost their way
Gave bread to the hungry
And life to the dyeing
He taught the ignorant
The wind speaks his name still
He showed forgiveness to the sinners
Open the road for the one in the wrong
Poor man on the hill, see him?
Spoke the wind his name forever more
Sands of time carry his foot prints
I feel him near walking in the dark
I whisper.............................
Sinner, whore, thief, killer,
I am all those things
Will I hear your name in the wind
He whisper, yes
Yes, for I am always with you
