Troublemaker

I could tell the moment that I saw him
 He was nothing but the trouble making kind
 His hair was much too long and his motley group of friends
 Had nothing but rebellion on their minds
 
 He's rejected the establishment completely
 I know for sure he's never held a job
 He just goes from town to town, stirring up the young folks
 'Til they're nothing but a disrespectful mob
 I know for sure he's never joined the army
 And served his country like we all have done
 He'd rather wear his sandals and his flowers
 While others wage the war that must be won
 They arrested him last week and found him guilty
 And sentenced him to die but that's no great loss
 Friday they will take him to a place called Calvary
 And hang that troublemaker to a cross