john daniel came to town one summer afternoon
wearin' dirty work clothes so everyone presumed
he was just another logger from the loggin' camp nearby
but there was somethin' different in john daniel's eyes
john daniel was a young man
not more than twenty-four
and there was an air about him that one could not ignore
and in spite of callused hands & dirty clothes
and i wanted so to know what was in john daniel's mind
tell me where did you come from; tell me where is it you've been
tell me why are you different from all of these other men
there's somethin' about you that i don't quite understand
do you hold the answer to a higher plan?
i rented him a room; he went upstairs like all the rest
it was saturday and he'd be goin' in to town
but he left in a robe and sandals
with a bible in his hand;
now i'd planned to meet some friends of mine when i got off at three
in the park we often gather to talk of love and peace
when i got there i found that a crowd had gathered 'round;
and there i saw john daniel a sittin' on the ground
tell me where did you come from; tell me where is it you've been
tell me why are you different from all of these other men
there's somethin' about you that i don't quite understand
do you hold the answer to a higher plan?