John Wesley Harding - The Truth Lyrics
I was arrested for disturbing the peaceBut, hey, I was disturbing the warI was waving a small white handkerchiefSinging please dont fight no moreAnd I thought thered be an army each sideBut there were just two guys wearing very bad tiesSo I shouted until my throat went hoarseAnd they cut out my voicebox of courseI was taken to court in a city of goldWhere silence is a sure sign of guiltAnd you cant speak out in your own defenseOr be heard over worlds being builtAnd the trial was a farce as befitted a placeWhere comedy and tragedy share the same faceThe judge read the verdict, a curtain was raisedAn audience roared out its praiseAnd I saidWheres the truth around here today?Where do fact and fiction separate?Whos the bug guy that we have to payTo find the truth around here today?It all made the news but the story was wrongAnd the photo wasnt even of meAnd the great God I love, he intoned from aboveYou shouldnt sniff at free publicityBut it wasnt the voice Id expected to hearIt was thin and unclear like richard gereAnd somebody said gods had a bad fallThats his manager taking his callsAnd I saidWheres the truth around here today?Where do fact and fiction go their separate ways?I thought we were much too clever to prayBut wheres the truth to find the truth?I was put in a cell for the whole afterlifeBut my mind was just as free as can beSomebody said, just your bodys enchainedAnd you can guess how that encouraged meSo I wandered and roamed for the rest of my daysI was clearing my name, I was apportioning daysAnd then I woke up, it was all a dream, all was wellBut when I woke up, I woke up in my cellAnd I saidWheres the truth around here today?Where do fact and fiction separateNo-one wants to be the one to sayWheres the truth around here today?I was arrested for disturbing the peace...
