Sing It Like Johnny Cash - traditional/arranged/additional words by Luke Vassella

Well you can run on for a long time, run on for a long time
You can run on for a long time but sooner or later
God's gonna cut you down

My goodness gracious let me tell you the news
My head's been wet with the midnight dew
I been down on bended knee
Talkin to the man from Gallilee
He spoke to me in a voice so sweet
I thought I heard the shuffle of angels feet
He called my name and my heart stood still
"Don't be afraid to do my will"

Go tell that long tongued liar, go tell the midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter
God's gonna cut him down

Corporate America, I'm talkin to you
Thinkin of the things that we've been through
You remember Korea and Vietnam
Remember Iraq and Afghanistan
Now you've come to Australia to frack
It looks like a green on blue attack
Oh America, put your house in order
This corporate rule is a new world slaughter
My eyes are opened by the gas field vision
It's pure deceit, denial and division
You wanna poison the earth with a chemical rash?
Friend, I'll sing it to you like Johnny Cash

You can run on for a long time, run on for a long time
You can run on for a long time but sooner or later
God'll cut you down

Corporate Australia, stop trading in lies
You're handing em round like the burgers and the fries
And the people so hollow, we swallow it whole
For the price of lunch we offer up our soul
We've sacrificed fertile land
To the man with the money and the red right hand
Now we're so full of broken people
O Father deliver us from evil.
America, the great purveyor of violence
Well I heard Dr King, I can't live in silence
If you reward the wicked and punish the weak
God knows the kind of kingdom you seek
And if you steal from the poor and watch the markets crash
Friend I'll sing it to you like Johnny Cash

You can run on for a long time, run on for a long time
You can run on for a long time but sooner or later God'll cut you down

Corporate America, you preached a gospel of greed
Where Australian political cowards feed
Traded the spirit of truth for a lie
Anyone can look that god in the eye
America, stop betraying yourself, and stop betraying your friends
It's always the fiction, always the drama, and the profit from a war that never ends
You can throw your rock and hide your hand
You can work in the dark against your fellow man
But as sure as God made the black and the white
What's done in the dark will be brought into the light

You can run on for a long time, run on for a long time
You can run on for a long time.
Change your wicked ways.

If Bush and Cheney had any respect for scripture
Maybe they might've had a better picture
When Jesus turned to Peter, he said "Put back your sword"
America my friend, let us never forget
Vengeance always belongs to the Lord