I come across these great states From Norfolk Bible School; I guess I been brained along the way A couple times ... a few. Out on the road it come to me That everyone must know Except for scary dogs and Russians That Jesus loves ya so. Now the mission stew smells good tonight, The holy bums in line All tip their hats as I walk by 'Cause God is here tonight. I make my rounds around this town From Market to the park Where no holy man in his right mind Would venture after dark. I bless the cops and lady-men, The fireplugs and the signs And the trestle down on Tenth Street Where I lay me down tonight. The whole damn world is beautiful In His holy light, And I don't feel the cold wind 'Cause God is here tonight. Like all good things beneath the stars I will surely end; I'll sit beside my Father And I'll watch over the land. So all you down-and-outers Lay down your heads, sleep tight 'Cause I'm keepin' an eye out for ya And God is here tonight