John Daniel came to town one summer afternoon

Wearing dirty work clothes so everyone presumed

He was just another logger from the logging camp nearby

And he was but there was somethin' different in John Daniel's eyes



John Daniel was a young man not more than twenty-four

And there was an air about him that one could not ignore

And in spite of calloused hands and dirty clothes his face was kind

And I wanted so to know what was in John Daniel's mind



John Daniel tell me where did you come from tell me where is it you've been

John Daniel tell me why are you different from all of these other men

John Daniel there's somethin' about you that I don't quite understand

John Daniel do you hold the answer to a higher plan



I rented him a room he went upstairs like all the rest

It was Saturday and he'd be going in to town I guessed

But he left in a robe and sandals with a Bible in his hand

And I thought to myself John Daniel I don't understand



Now I'd planned to meet some friends of mine when I got off at three

In the park we often gather to talk of love and peace

When I got there I found that a crowd had gathered round

And there I saw John Daniel a sittin' on the ground



John Daniel tell me where did you come from...



So you want to be free he said well this is how you can

As he read from the Bible he held in his hand

We were searchin' for the truth not knowing where to look

Not knowing that the answers all were in John Daniel's book



John Daniel told us all how we could be free

John Daniel taught us all a better way for you and me

He came to us in our own way so we'd be sure to see

He had the light and essence of the man from Galillee



John Daniel tell me where did you come from...

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John Daniel John came to town one summer afternoon...