You took your name all the way to the desert And you were changed in the name of your Lord You gave your word unto Zion And your hand to the sword We were the sons of American plenty Your mother held me as her own We grew to cross many borders Different roads, different homes O, Godbrother What have you done? Gone To Judea With a shovel And a gun O, Godbrother What have you done? Gone To Judea With a shovel And a gun Gone To Judea With a shovel And a gun