Through the gates came the Son of Man
And then a dozen brothers beside him
Through the dead lands they were riding, all of them
There was a blind man upon the road and lo!
How they needed a miracle at that moment
To sound the horn through Jericho, oh no

Singing, oh, it's the Fisher of Men
Fisher of Men they would call him

Now can I play on this busted note?
Oh no, I admit, I was a stone but lo!
Brother how was I to know? I don't know

Singing, oh, it's the Fisher of Men
Fisher of Men they would call him