Empty Hands

He rode in town on a white horse

With nothing in his hands

He came to gather his people

And take them to their promised land

When he came, he knew there would be bloodshed

But still no violence made his plans

He came to fight in a battle

With no guns or money

But with his empty hands

With his empty hands

With his empty hands

With his empty hands

They said, "Hey boy, what you looking at?"

As they eyed his dreaded mane

He said, "My father has sent me

I've come back to reclaim

The children whose hearts were so whole and pure

Now it's you who'll die in pain"

So they lynched the man

Who fooled the world

And all the children gathered

In his empty hands

In his empty hands

The children, empty hands

In his empty hands

With his empty hands

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, wooh

In his empty hands

Ow, oh-oh yeah-yeah

With his empty hands

In his empty hands

He healed the nation with empty hands

In his empty hands

With his empty, his empty, empty, empty hands

With his empty hands