He raised his hands, stepped back inside
Put it on his ammo belt
Rest his finger on his gun
And he felt God un-, he felt God un-
He felt God understood
He wandered out with every step
His ammo belt began to twang
He's speakin' in different tongues
But he felt God un-, he felt God un-
He felt God understood
He had a fluttering of the dollar bills
Lacing in the wind not far from here
And people came from here and there
Pickin' up the change of the dollar bills
And his sister cried, his little children cried
His grandfather cried for the dollar bill
And he found his hand standing on the desk
In the edge of the dollar bill
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