Jesus Goes to Michigan

Soon they'll all be hunting for feed Rifles exposing tongue and cheek I saw a fox crossing the street The fox was just ahead of the curve Birds Don't fly south Don't fly north Don't fly south Jesus walks on aching feet Ain't no palm leaves in this heat Soon I'll be walking to Michigan Jesus was jest ahead of the curve Trains Won't head north Won't head south Won't head north Soon I'll be departing for endless lakes On my way I'll meet a thousand mistakes We'll be singing through every state Me, my guitar, and my lamb are ahead of the curve Birds Don't fly east Don't fly west Don't fly east Birds They go underground They go underground They go underground Trains Go underground Go underground Go underground