Lyrics
Father John was a filthy man
But he loved his God
Sitting by his window late last night he sang a song
About the ways he put them wicked ones away
And on the other side of the mountains where they lay
On the other side of the mountains where they'll stay
Rumors on the street
Well, I hear they're coming true
That filthy man he caught 'em
Put 'em on a noose
'Cause every word he said
The people ate out of his hand
With just one crying word
You could be dead
With just one crying word
You could be dead
They caught 'em up near Beckett Brook
When the crew came riding through
They rounded up them young boys
Chased 'em through the slough
I heard one drowned while the others hung around
Father John caught prey
With heavy eyes, their momma's
They came to weep
Looking down at their young boys
Father John did reap
Them away from the land
And all the families that they had
And on other side of the mountains where they lay
On the other side of the mountains where they'll stay
Father John was a filthy man
But he loved his God
Sitting by his window late last night he sang a song
About the ways he put them wicked ones away
And on the other side of the mountains where they lay
And on the other side of the mountains where they'll stay
The other side of the mountain's where they lay
WRITERS
Colton Crawford, Daniel Kenyon, Nathaniel Hilts, Scott Pringle
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
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Religion
