Tekst:
Herr John

In the corner of the bar there stands a jukebox With the best of country music, old and new You can hear your five selections for a quarter And somebody

Mr. Greed, why you got to own everything that you see? Mr. Greed, why you put a chain on everybody livin' free? You're hungerin' for his house, you're

Have thine own way, Lord, have thine own way, Thou art the potter, I am the clay, Mold me and make me, fester thy will, While I am waiting, gilded and

Prijevod: Ivan P Kee. Gospodine Ti si Veliki.

Prijevod: Moises Herrera Gonzalez. Zamislite (Lennon).

Dear God it's me transmittin' from This tiny place I live in Harlem Oh heaven we have a problem Cuz we lost all correspondence And there's no more prophets

: I've said it once or twice, I'm coming down to show you the way to live with my hand. Inner me, I know you are killing me from inside. You can laugh

Have thine own way, Lord, have thine own way, Thou art the potter, I am the clay, Mold me and make me, fester thy will, While I am waiting, gilded and

Pourquoi oh Seigneur Pourquoi me laisses-tu Crier dans le vent Pourquoi oh Seigneur Pourquoi me laisses-tu Ramer a contre courant Vois ma souffrance