Bm                                Em 
Man, you shoulda seen me way back then 
Bm                                  F#7 
I could tell a tale, I could make it spin 
Em 
I could tell you black was white 
        Bm 
I could tell you day was night 
                               F#7 
Not only that I could tell you why 
                                Bm 
Back then I could really tell a lie 

Bm                                Em 
I'd hire a kid to say that he was lame 
         Bm                              F#7 
Then I'd touch him and I'd make him walk again 
Em 
Then I'd pull some magic trick 
Bm 
I'd pretend to heal the sick 
                                    F#7 
I was takin' everything they had to give 
                                Bm 
It wasn't all that bad a way to live 

Bm                                            Em 
Well, I'm in this desert town and it's hot as hell 
    Bm                               F#7 
But no one's buyin' what I've got to sell 
Em 
I make my lame kid walk 
Bm 
I make a dumb guy talk 
                                        F#7 
I'm preachin' up a storm both night and day 
                              Bm 
Everyone just turns and walks away 

Bm                              Em 
I can see that I'm only wasting time 
     Bm                                   F#7 
So I head across the street to drink some wine 
     Em 
This old man comes up to me 
                Bm 
and says, “I've seen you on the street” 
                                  F#7 
You're pretty good if I do say so myself 
                                                     Bm 
But the guy come through last month he was somethin' else 

Bm                                Em 
Instead of callin' down fire from above 
   Bm                                   F#7 
He just gets real quiet and talks about love 
         Em 
And I'll tell you somethin' funny 
          Bm 
He didn't want nobody's money 
                                   F#7 
I'm not exactly sure what this all means 
                                               Bm 
But it's the damnedest thing I swear I've ever seen 

Bm                                      Em 
Well, since that time every town is the same 
Bm                                     F#7 
I can't make a dime I don't know why I came 
Em 
I decide I'll go and find him 
    Bm 
And find out who's behind him 
                                        F#7 
He's got everyone convinced that he's for real 
                                        Bm 
Well, I figure we can work some kind of deal 
Bm                           Em 
He offers me a job and I say fine 
   Bm                                 F#7 
He says I'll get paid off on down the line 
        Em 
Well, I guess I'll string along 
              Bm 
Don't see how too much can go wrong 
                                       F#7 
As long as he pays my way I guess I'll follow 
                            Bm 
We're headin' for Jerusalem tomorrow