The Prophet Rides Again

Coming home I'm a-come, a-come, a-coming home The prophet rides again The prophet rides again, whoa yeah The prophet rides again, whoa yeah, well The prophet rides again, well When the children were beaten and weary, yeah Then you taught us to fight all our enemies Took us through life's tribulation, whoa-whoa, yeah Before us, you made all the mysteries unfold So I know He rides again, oh, yeah Our prophet rides again, whoa yeah-yeah The prophet rides again, yeah The prophet rides again, whoa yeah Whoa gosh, yeah oh, whoa why? Oh-oh-oh Oh now, yeah Whoa, oh-oh now Whoa oh, well And how much-a more shall-a one man do? When he fight to save all of you, yeah He taught us some wit, the wisdom and joy And made us the whole world to enjoy, yeah I know he rides again, whoa yeah, woy The prophet rides again, whoa yes-yes, yeah The prophet rides again, oh-oh-oy now The prophet rides again, well But then when you see all-a you do And many still remain untrue, yeah Just lift up your head and look straight ahead The children are still to be fed, yeah Well, I know He rides again, oh gosh I'ma telling you it's true, don't let them fool you Yeah, no-no, well Whoa-oh-oh now, yeah