I was walkin’. Walkin’ down the Jericho road. And every mile that I traveled showed. And I’m walkin’ down the Jericho road. I just kept on walkin’. Walkin’ down the Jericho road. And the sun set red over fields of gold. And I’m walkin’ down the Jericho road. Well Joshua fit the battle that’s how the story goes. And the walls come a-tumb-a-lin’ down I know. But I’m still walkin’. Walkin’ down the Jericho road. I met my mother walkin’ down the Jericho road. Tears in her eyes and her head hung low. And she was walkin’ down the Jericho road. I met my father walkin’ down the Jericho road. His back bent over from a heavy load. And he was walkin’down the Jericho road. I said “papa don’t you know me? Won’t you lay your burden down?”. He just shook his head and told me “son you better turn around”. And he kept on walkin’. Walkin’ down the Jericho road. I met my brother walkin’ down the Jericho road. And his hands were bloody but his face was clean. And he was walkin’ down the Jericho road. I met my sister walkin’ down the Jericho road. With a babe in her arms that I’d never seen. And she was walkin’ down the Jericho road. She said “it’s just a little orphan child I found along the way. I’ll raise him as my own and he’ll forgive us all someday”. And she kept on walkin’. Walkin’ down the Jericho road. I met my mother. I met my father. I met my brother. I met my sister