Lyrics: Robert Hunter
Music: Robert Hunter
I'm a vagabond evangelist
with a mighty healing touch
I'm one-half fighting Irish
and one-half double Dutch
My name is Willy Morris
I preach the revalation
I'm a rough-and-ready rider
in the service of the Kingdom
When I call the power down
short men stand up taller
the lame and halt kick up their heels,
the dumb begin to holler
Upon the stage I strut my stuff
with sanctifying grace
Righteousness within my soul
and rapture on my face
Don't turn away
Step up and see
what I can do
when you believe
I was born a Jersey boy
My folks had wealth and pull
One thing about good people
they do get dreadful dull
When I took up testifying
they said: Don't bring us shame
If you work this country, son
be sure and change your name
The Lord wants you to dress in style
and drive the very best
Long as you take care of me,
I'll take care of the rest
One thing about the Kingdom
since it always Kingdom Come
I get by on glory be
plus tambourine and drum
Don't turn away
Step up and see
what I can do
when you believe
I'm honest as the people
who admit to being saved
yet grow as mean as any weed
on any beggar's grave
Squirm, you sinners, howl and moan
The devil is your due
But if you will take care of me
I will take care of you
I'm a vagabond evangelist
with a mighty healing touch
I'm one-half fighting Irish
and one-half double Dutch
My name is Willy Morris
I preach the revalation
I'm a rough-and-ready rider
in the service of the Kingdom
Don't turn away
Step up and see
what I can do
when you believe
when you believe
when you believe