Gospel First Nation William Prince

[Verse 1]
Jesus just might live down in Fisher Bay
Blendin' in amongst the boats and lines
When it comes the winter nobody seeks the Saviour anyhow
He could just hide out
Past the broken hoops in that old Bible camp
A winding road will lead you to the mouth
There's beer cans on the pulpit clankin' like a choir
Diamond-covered baggies on the ground

[Chorus]
Up there on Gospel First Nation
The highway feels like salvation
In days of childhood wondered how I would
Wind up where I am today
Just need to see it for yourself, does something for your health
If we left right now I could show you
I swear, Jеsus just might live alone with all our sins
In Fisher Bay, Manitoba

[Verse 2]
Surе sign of some sinners slappin' things in park
Leavin' their communion scattered in the dark
You could sit for hours and only hear the sound of
The trees keepin' the lake and sky apart
Me and my old man would drive up to this place
Talk about our lives and talk about the stakes
Often he would bring about the time his younger brother drowned
And he was thankful that he only lost his legs