Go tell the Sheriff   John Roland Woods found Jesus   Now he's livin' at the foot of the cross   He testified on the main drag this evening   said his gonna spread the gospel to the lost      The meanest sinner to ever live and breathe   said hes been clean and sober for a weak   he said his soul was not troubled anymore   he hawked his gun and gave the money to the Lord      Go tell the Sheriff   John Roland Woods found Jesus   At a tent revival right outside of town   Oh what a friend this town has in Jesus   if you look at what John Roland had torn down      before the spirit touched his soul   he left the street signs full of bullet holes   back then when he was raising hell   you knew he was comin by the blue lights on his tail      Go tell the Sheriff   John Roland Woods found Jesus   Now that water tower must be full of wine   Let not your weary heart be troubled   turn your women and your children back outside      What will we do on friday nights   Without John Roland shootin out the lights   carry that old jukebox away   he traded Be Mine for Amazing Grace      Go tell the Sheriff   John Roland Woods found Jesus   Now he's livin' at the foot of the cross