Natural Man - Dion

Didn’t he wear

Dirty brown hair

And a beard all matted down

Handsome and tan

What a natural man

And the sandals scraping the ground

I remember the time

And I still call it mine

And he walked the streets with a few

Cracking the seams

In comformity’s beams

With a message so old it was new

Word got around

Folks did came into town

To see the love on his face

They saw the crowds

And called them all mobs

And sprayed them with chemical mace

They drug him away

To the courthouse today

He’s charged with unspeakable crimes

Inciting to riot

Sedition and treason

It’s all on there one of the time (?)

At the top of the hill

They awaited the kill

As they stood and pretended to cry

For they knew he would live

And say, «father forgive»

But this time, he just, he just hung in the sky

And didn’t he wear

Dirty brown hair

And a beard all matted down

Handsome and tan

What a natural man

And the sandals scraping the ground