Tác giả: Joan Osborne
If god had a name
What would it be?
And would you call it to his face
If you were faced with him
In all his glory
What would you ask
If you had
Just one question?
Yeah yeah
God is great
Yeah yeah
God is good
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
What if God was one of us?
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on a bus
Trying to make his way home
If God had a face
What would it look like?
And would you wanna see?
If seeing meant that you would have to believe
In things like heaven and in jesus
And the saints
And all the prophets
And Yeah yeah
God is great
Yeah yeah
God is good
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
What if God was one of us?
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on a bus
Trying to make his way home
Trying to make his way home
Back up to heaven all alone
Nobody's calling on the phone
Except for the pope maybe in Rome
Yeah yeah
God is great
Yeah yeah
God is good
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
What if God was one of us?
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on a bus
Trying to make his way home
Trying to make his way home
Like a holy
Rolling stone
Back up to heaven all alone
Just turn and make his way home
Nobody's calling on the phone
Except for the pope maybe in Rome;
What would it be?
And would you call it to his face
If you were faced with him
In all his glory
What would you ask
If you had
Just one question?
Yeah yeah
God is great
Yeah yeah
God is good
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
What if God was one of us?
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on a bus
Trying to make his way home
If God had a face
What would it look like?
And would you wanna see?
If seeing meant that you would have to believe
In things like heaven and in jesus
And the saints
And all the prophets
And Yeah yeah
God is great
Yeah yeah
God is good
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
What if God was one of us?
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on a bus
Trying to make his way home
Trying to make his way home
Back up to heaven all alone
Nobody's calling on the phone
Except for the pope maybe in Rome
Yeah yeah
God is great
Yeah yeah
God is good
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
What if God was one of us?
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on a bus
Trying to make his way home
Trying to make his way home
Like a holy
Rolling stone
Back up to heaven all alone
Just turn and make his way home
Nobody's calling on the phone
Except for the pope maybe in Rome;