Which Side

There’s trouble all around the world
Well, it looks that way to me People don’t know what to do They don’t know where they should be But just one question still remains
To which we must respond
Two roads lead from where we are
Which side are you on Are you on, boys
Which side are you on Which side are you on, boys
Which side are you on Moses crossed the desert
With a band of weary men
For forty years they wandered through
The hot and burning sand
And Moses went and prayed alone
The weary vagabond
And lightning wrote these words in stone
Which side are you on Jesus stumbling through the streets
On the road to Calvary
Nailed high to testify
With other local thieves
And as they hung there dying
One asked what lay beyond
That all depends the master said
Which side are you on Some men work for little things
And some men work for more
Some men work for anything
And some don’t work at all
And me mysef I’m satisfied
To sing for God’s own son
And ask you what I ask myself
Which side are you on