Oh, and where do we go, Where do we go from here? Where to go? To the side of a hill Blood was spilled We were still looking at each other. But we're goin' back there? Jerusalem Jerusalem Shout, shout, with a shout Shout it out, shout Shout it out. I want to go, to the foot of mount Zion To the foot of He who made me see To the side of a hill blood was spilled We were filled with a love And we're going to be there again Jerusalem Jerusalem Jerusalem Jerusalem Jerusalem Jerusalem Jerusalem Shout, shout, with a shout Shout it out, shout Shout it out.