I was playing guitar at 34th and M
When a man said, are you him?
I said, am I who? He said, I don't know
So ineluctably I gave him a scenario

I said jump back, jump back in time
Back to '68, I didn't have a dime
I was more poor than I'd ever been
And I was living like an orphan in the city of sin

Capitol Records, Hollywood and Vine
I was following God, I was feeling fine
I was preaching on the corner, singing on the streets
An ancient message with a modern beat

My hair was long, I might'a dressed like a bum
But my music made it clear where I was coming from
And where I'm going to when my life is done
Well, have you seen your brother, baby
Standing in the Son, in the Son