Donkey

Verse 1: Inna Jerusalem's streets, where wickedness does roam, A donkey's gentle steps, become a king's sweet home. Jus' like dat, Jesus ride inna de city, wi' love inna heart, People cheer and throw palm branches from de start. Chorus: Hosanna! Hosanna! Dem cry out in pure delight, As Jus' ride by on dat donkey, shinin' so bright. But Jus' weep, 'cause de city's hard heart, refuse fi believe, An' tear demself apart, like a wicked weed. Verse 2: Dem throw palm branches, an' shout out wi' joy an' cheer, But Jus' know de truth, 'bout de hearts dat dere bring near. Him see de commercialism, de greed an' pride, An' weep over de city, dat refuse fi abide. Chorus: Hosanna! Hosanna! Dem cry out in pure delight, As Jus' ride by on dat donkey, shinin' so bright. But Jus' weep, 'cause de city's hard heart, refuse fi believe, An' tear demself apart, like a wicked weed. Bridge: Today is a day of celebration, but tomorrow bring sorrow, Fi de city dat refuse fi listen, will face a bitter morrow. So let we heed de warning, of dis king on a donkey's ride, An' turn our hearts to love, before we step inside. Chorus: Hosanna! Hosanna! Dem cry out in pure delight, As Jus' ride by on dat donkey, shinin' so bright. But Jus' weep, 'cause de city's hard heart, refuse fi believe, An' tear demself apart, like a wicked weed. Outro: An' when de dust settle, an' de crowd go home, We remember de lesson, of dis king on a donkey's throne. Fi love is not just a feeling, but a choice we must make, To follow Jus' footsteps, fi our own heart's sake.