Phillips On a bright murky Tuesday dawning Over all those mountain crowns Come a young cat swinging softly Laying truth down on all the town And the people come a digging his gentle lick While the fuzz stood around and frowned And the church was aghast at this blasphemy Said we've got to put this cat down But you may not know he's been there till a long time after he's gone And the church said you know we stand for truth But we've got to be organized We've got money in the pocket Anybody don't like it Can be excommunikized And you can't buy back a single soul That's been lost in all those wars of sides And he didn't believe money or political power Could be seen in God's great eyes But you may not know he's been there till a long time after he's gone And his face was a mirror of lovely light While he went around hearing sounds People talking this, people talking that Saying we're based upon these grounds But you could tell he was thinking of other folks People living in far off mounds People who'd never seen a movie or nothing While the fuzz stood around and frowned But you may not know it's been there till a long time after it's gone So he was here a few weeks and spread his good word Said looking inside is right 'Cause the inside is where you'll find your freedom Your happiness and your sight When the power party went and found a pawn with a rifle Said put him into your sights And the man went out and he found his mark And he turned off his lovely light So when you're walking in the evening Or you're awaking to a lovely dawn Or you're running round telling people what to do Or just out to cut your lawn Or you're going to build a mighty bridge Or write out a lovely song Remember that the word goes on and on And forever is mighty long Remember that the word goes on and on And forever is mighty long But you may not know it's been there 'till a long time after it's gone