Cool Hand Luke - His Eyes Lyrics

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I saw his eyes after they bound him

I saw the blood drops on the courtyard

The highest priests and men of the law

Began to call forth the false witnesses

They questioned him he gave no answer

Could he not see these men could free him?

They struck his face no that's too poetic

They punched him till their fringes were covered in blood

(prophecy prophecy)

My stomach turned to rot

Why didn't he stay down?

Why didn't he defend himself?

I was helpless like my sweet jesus

The more they struck his face

The more it seemed that he had won

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The morning sun the sound of roosters

As jesus stared right through the government

I saw his eyes amidst this pageant

Not filled with fear but more like pity

He spoke few words choosing them wisely

It seemed like calculated suicide

The water splashed out of the basin

As all the crowd converged and screamed aloud

(crucify! crucify!)

Carries his cross falls on his face back on his feet

(dust in his wounds dirt in his eyes)

The nails the nails the nails

No! no! no!

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