[Verse 1]
Well you're not from around here
You're probably not our kind
It's hot from March to Christmas
And other things you'll find
Won't fit your old ideas
They're a line in shifting sands
You'll walk across a ghostly bridge
To a crumbling promised land
[Chorus]
If Jesus came from Mississippi
If tears began to rhyme
I guess I'll start at the beginning
It's a world of strange design
[Verse 2]
Well I'd like to have the ocean
But I settled for the rain
I humbly asked for true love
There was such a price to pay
This room was filled with trouble
And sacraments deceived
Now I'm a jewel in the shade
Of his weeping willow tree
Well you're not from around here
You're probably not our kind
It's hot from March to Christmas
And other things you'll find
Won't fit your old ideas
They're a line in shifting sands
You'll walk across a ghostly bridge
To a crumbling promised land
[Chorus]
If Jesus came from Mississippi
If tears began to rhyme
I guess I'll start at the beginning
It's a world of strange design
[Verse 2]
Well I'd like to have the ocean
But I settled for the rain
I humbly asked for true love
There was such a price to pay
This room was filled with trouble
And sacraments deceived
Now I'm a jewel in the shade
Of his weeping willow tree
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