Hey, you, Jojo
Yeah, I know your name
I thought I saw you jump a Utah train
But I could not say
I could not say
Heard you tried to keep your hat on a shelf
Married a woman, went off and loved someone else
It could be as well
I cannot tell
Oh, no, I cannot tell
Hey, you, Jojo
Don't you forget your name
They might try to keep you
From the man you have been
So, don't go that way
Don't go that way
Oh, 'cause the story I hear is that people are bored
And the measures you take to wrestle with your Lord
All the money you take
All the memories you spill
Will He measure your time?
Will He measure your will?
Oh, now
One of these mornings
Will be the loudest you hear
You'll write your story on firecracker paper
And disappear
And you'll disappear
And disappear
And you'll disappear
Oh, because the story I heard is that people are bored
And the measures you take to wrestle with your Lord
Are the measures you fake, whether you're dead or just still
Will He measure your time?
Will He measure your will?
Oh, now
One of these mornings
We'll be, we'll be
One of these mornings
We'll be, we'll be home
