Judas Iscariot, the money you weren't paid yet
Empty change purse, just staring down the Lord
Oh tell us your reasons, oh tell us the moment
When you first felt the call to sell him out
You fall to your knees crying "please God, oh please
Won't you just pack up and move on?
The Father you weren't, nor the shepherd of my herd
You were just another man to me, leave me alone!"
Was it God's providence or was it his magic hand?
Did you just feel it within?
The change for perfume, a cheap pair of new shoes
Or a drink to wash your guilt down
You fall to your knees crying "please God, oh please
Won't you just pack up and move on?
The Father you weren't, nor the shepherd of my herd
You were just another man to me, leave me alone!"
He learned the guitar, he sang songs for the Lord
He'd have the congregants all down on their knees
If you'd just squint your eyes, it seemed like they idolize
The man with the coins and the strings
You fall to your knees crying "please God, oh please
Won't you just pack up and move on?
The Father you weren't, nor the shepherd of my herd
You were just another man to me, leave me alone!"