We've roden into it the other day
just me and my daddy.
He said I'd finally reached that age
and I could ride
next to him on a horse
that of course was not quite as wide.
We heard a crowd of people shouting
and so we stopped to find out why.
there was that man
that my dad said he loved
but today there were fear in his eyes.
So I said,
Daddy why are they screaming?
Why are the facing of come of them beaming?
Why is he dresses in that bright purple robe?
I bet that crown hurts him more than he shows.
Daddy please,
can't you do something?
He looks as though he's gonna cry.
You said he was stronger than all of those guys.
Daddy please tell me why,
why does everyone want him to die?
Later that day the sky grew cloudy
and Daddy said I should go inside.
Somehow he knew, thing would get stormy.
Boy, was he right but I could not keep from wandrin'
if there was something he had to hide.
So, after he left I had to find out.
I was not afraid of getting lost.
So I followed the crowd to a hill
where I knew men had been killed,
and I heard a voice come from the cross.
And it said,
Father why are they screaming?
Why are the faces of some of them beaming?
Why are they casting their lots for my robe?
This crown of thorns hurts me more than its shows.
Father please,
can't you do something?
I know that you must hear my cry.
I thought I could handle a cross of this size.
Father remind me why,
why does everyone want me to die?
Oh, when will I understand why?
My precious son,
I hear them screaming.
I watching the faces of the enemy beaming.
But soon I will clothe in robes of my own.
Jesus, this hurts me much more than you know.
But this dark hour,
I must do nothing.
Though I've heard your unbearable cry.
The power in your blood destroys all of the lies.
Soon you'll see past their unmerciful eyes.
Look there below see the child,
trebling by her father's side.
Now I can tell you why,
she is why you must die.
