Dion — Natural Man

Didn't he wear Dirty brown hair And a beard all matted down Handsome and tan What a natural man And the sandals scraping the ground I remember the time And I still call it mine And he walked the streets with a few Cracking the seams In comformity’s beams With a message so old it was new Word got around Folks did came into town To see the love on his face They saw the crowds And called them all mobs And sprayed them with chemical mace They drug him away To the courthouse today He's charged with unspeakable crimes Inciting to riot Sedition and treason It's all on there one of the time(?) At the top of the hill They awaited the kill As they stood and pretended to cry For they knew he would live And say, "father forgive" But this time, he just, he just hung in the sky And didn’t he wear Dirty brown hair And a beard all matted down Handsome and tan What a natural man And the sandals scraping the ground