A Samarian woman
Came a-running to the city
To talk about the man she saw
She took her pitcher and went to the well
Water she intended to draw
Well the stranger she met there
She didn't know where he came from
But he told her every sinful thing she had done
The man at the well
Blessed my soul
And he's gone

Her friends in town asked her
"Do you know the man?"
She said "No, I never saw him before"
They asked her "Did you get his name?"
She said "He didn't tell me and I don't know
When he spoke, my soul caught on fire
And I'll remember this day until the day I die
He stopped by
Blessed my soul
Now he's gone"

The stranger was next seen in our city
He was standing off an angry mob
Defending a women who'd been caught
In the very act of adultery
For pity and mercy she sought
He said "Ye who is without sin cast the first stone"
When he raised her from the ground
All her accusers, they were gone
He gave her a smile, waved farewell
And was gone
This time the crowd asked her
"Do you know the man?"
She said "No, I never saw him before"
They asked her "Did you get his name?"
She said "He didn't tell me and I don't know
But when he touched me I felt the power from the arms
And I ain't gonna do no wrong
I'm glad he stopped by
Blessed my soul
Now he's gone"

The crowd asked her
"Don't you know the man?"
She said "No, I never saw him before"
They asked her "Did you get his name?"
She said "He didn't tell me and I don't know
But when he touched me I felt the power from the arms
And I ain't gonna do no wrong
Glad he stopped by
Blessed my soul
Now he's gone"