hey Joe what's your story today whose grace you defy when you lie to the sheriff and your pitch doesn't fly? you open your mouth when the high wind blows but your words are twisted so you keep your woes hey Joe so how are you doing running around town picking up those offers that Jesus turned down? you stand tall and proud when the high wind blows but your thoughts are cunning so you keep your woes hey Joe what confused your mind what elite, what scheme that you serve the impostor and despise your king? you let your hair down when the high wind blows but your heart is shut so you keep your woes