Counted Him Out

(альбом: Tell Somebody 'Bout You - 2022)

If youd'a told me about a few thousand escapees
Stuck between an army
And a sea
And told me that they had no hope
And nowhere to go saying
"Lord, we're goners aren't we?"
From a beach
And if youd'a said that they looked up to the sky saying
"God, we got no way through"
I woulda counted him out too
I woulda counted him out too

Yeah, if you woulda told me about a man
With holes in his hands
Hanging on a wooden cross
With a crown of thorns on his head
Said he was dead by the time they pulled him off
'N laid him down on the ground
On the edge of town in a locked up dirt floor tomb
After a day or two
I woulda counted him out too
I woulda counted him out too

If youd'a said his family and his friends
All hung their heads just thinking
They'd made the worst mistake
And if youd'a told me that on day three
That that same man they said
Would never see the light of day
Would come walking out that grave

Yeah, if you woulda told me about a man
With holes in his hands
Hanging on a wooden cross
With a crown of thorns on his head
Said he was dead by the time they pulled him off
'N laid him down on the ground
On the edge of town in a locked up dirt floor tomb
After a day or two
I woulda counted him out too
I woulda counted him out too

If I hadn't seen all what he can do
If I didn't know he could never lose
If I wasn't living breathing proof
I woulda counted him out
Counted him out too

If I hadn't seen all what he can do
If I didn't know he could never lose
If I wasn't living breathing proof
I woulda counted him out
Counted him out too

I woulda counted him out too
I woulda counted him out too
I woulda counted him out too

Yeah if youd'a told me about a few thousand escapees
Stuck between an army
And a sea