| Last night I hit rock bottom, finally saw right through myself
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| Wasn’t long 'till I called mamma, I wouldn’t wanna call no one else
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| And I knew exactly what she’d say
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| But I wanted to hear it anyway… she said
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| What about Jesus? |
| What about Jesus?
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| He’s the answer you’ve been searching for
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| 'Cause it’s a long road, if you’re walking it alone
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| Without Jesus, Jesus
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| We said goodbye and I went out driving
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| Running like I always do
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| Until I found that lonely back road
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| That wooden cross where I lost you
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| And I swore I’d never pray again
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| But mama’s words were running through my head
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| I’ve asked so many questions
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| Since my world came crashing down
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| But the one that really matters
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| Just keeps on ringing out, over every doubt
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| What about Jesus? |
| What about Jesus?
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| He’s the answer you’ve been searching for
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| Oh, what about Jesus? |
| What about Jesus?
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| He’s the answer you’ve been searching for
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| 'Cause it’s a long road, when you’re walking it alone
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| Without Jesus, Jesus
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| Opened up my grandma’s Bible that she gave to me when I turned 16 |