Jesus Christ from Galilee
They hung him from a pointed tree
Jesus Christ the Nazarene
They drove nails through his hands and feet

Jesus Christ from Galilee
I heard you walked there on the sea
Fed a crowd with a fish or two
You made red wine from water blue

I always know what I'm coming home
But I never know for how long

Flat tire halfway down the road from LA to San Francisco
Middle of the night it was freezing cold
With a flat tire halfway down the road

I always know when I'm coming home
But I never know for how long

Walked up to the Warfield show
With the plaster-cast ceiling falling down like snow
Saw a girl in the rain with a baby inside
She's hitching up to Portland through the rivers and pines

I always know when I'm coming home
But I never know for how long

It's 2222 you don't know me
But I'm singing to you
Jesus Christ the Nazarene
They hung him from a pointed tree

I always know when I'm coming home
But I never know for how long