The Troublemaker

I could tell the moment that I saw Him

He was nothing but the trouble making kind

His hair was much too long and His motley group of friends

Had nothing but rebellion on their minds

He's rejected the establishment completely

I know for sure He's never held a job

He just goes from town to town, stirring up the young folks

'Til they're nothing but a disrespectful mob

I know for sure He's never joined the army

And served His country like we all have done

He'd rather wear His sandals and His flowers

While others wage the war that must be won

They arrested Him last week and found Him guilty

And sentenced Him to die but that's no great loss

Friday they will take Him to a place called Calvary

And hang that troublemaker to a cross