[Verse 1]
Well you're not from around here
You're probably not our kind
It's hot from March to Christmas
And other things you'll find
Won't fit your old ideas
They're a line in shifting sands
You'll walk across a ghostly bridge
To a crumbling promised land

[Chorus]
If Jesus came from Mississippi
If tears began to rhyme
I guess I'll start at the beginning
It's a world of strange design

[Verse 2]
Well I'd like to have the ocean
But I settled for the rain
I humbly asked for true love
There was such a price to pay
This room was filled with trouble
And sacraments deceived
Now I'm a jewel in the shade
Of his weeping willow tree
[Chorus]
If Jesus came from Mississippi
If tears began to rhyme
I'll have to go back to the beginning
In this world of strange design

[Verse 3]
We talk about your drinking
But not about your thirst
You set off through the minefield
Like you were rounding first
So open up a window
And hand the baby through
Point her towards the ghostly bridge
And she'll know what to do

[Chorus]
If Jesus came from Mississippi
If tears began to rhyme
I guess I'll start at the beginning
It's a world of strange design