Paul Scibetta - Bourbon Street

Jesus loves the little children
All the children of the world
Red and yellow, black and white
They are precious in His sight
Jesus loves the little children of the world

We gotta go, I don't care what you say
We gotta, go, now or never
Can't you see, are you blind in your ways
Take a moment to look around you, now

There's no time
How can you be so blind?

We cannot wait for tomorrow to come
By then it might all be over
With a gun, or the slice of a throat
My friend they could all be dying, now, now

Screaming people, dying in their sin
Don't you hear them, won't you let them in
They are calling for the answer
And you have it in the palm of your hand!

We gotta go, I don't care what you say
We gotta, go, now or never
Can't you see, are you blind in your ways
Take a moment to look around you, now

There's no time
How can you be so blind?

There's no time
How can you be so blind?

So blind
No time

Written by:
Paul Scibetta

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