With the lines on his face The old man, he said I've been walking all day Until my feet, they bled You got water, son? I'm bound to die of thirst Yesterday was hard Today's been so much worse Sit down, my son And have a word with me And like Judas Iscariot I obliged him instantly He said, it seems I pass along this day I don't wanna be alone Got a couple more things to say Oh lord, why have you been so cruel to me? Is this something I really had to see? I will walk away a better man Hand in hand to the promised land Hold on, my friend, I won't go very far And I high-tailed it to my beaten up car I was right there just gonna drive away I had the worst feeling creeping up my head So I walked back with the water jug in hand And the old man was passed out in the sand I knew right there he wasn't coming back I walked away never to look back Oh lord, why have you been so cruel to me? Is this something I really had to see? I will walk away a better man These images, they also fresh at hand Fifteen routes in his mission Fifteen words across my arm Fifteen days 'til I'm a Fifteen ways that I've done wrong Fifteen ways I'll promise I'll do better Fifteen songs I'll learn to sing Fifteen counts point toward you Oh lord, you've been so cruel to me