If you're
Traveling down
A dead-end road
And need a place
To lighten your load
I know a spot
On the edge of town
With all you need
To go around
There's always room
At the Jerusalem Inn
For lonely hearts
Without a friend
Just open the door
And walk right in
You're welcome
At the Jerusalem Inn
I once had a friend
Who's prettiest dress
Was not good enough
For Sunday's best
They said
She was different
Not like us
So they showed her
The way to the bus
Oh, I knew a man
Who had a dream
To take the truth
And set men free
But no one listened
No one saw
And so they nailed him
To the wall
