It's been passed down
Gold leaf and worn out leather
It leaves no doubt between what's right and wrong
I found a note stuck in the pages
It looks like grandpa's writing
The ink is getting faded
But the truth is just as strong

Where can you go when you ain't getting nowhere?
Every turn is a dead end road
The rain starts to fall and you're so lost out there
Really only one place I know
When your whole world falls to pieces
And you don't know how to build it back
There's a red letter blueprint in King James black

I'll admit I left it on that night stand
Until the dust on it started settling on my soul
Yeah, but ain't it just like Jesus
To keep His arms wide open?
When I bring Him all my broken
He always makes me whole

Where can you go when you ain't getting nowhere?
Every turn is a dead end road
The rain starts to fall and you're so lost out there
Really only one place I know
When your whole world falls to pieces
And you don't know how to build it back
There's a red letter blueprint in King James black

It's been passed down
Gold leaf and worn out leather
Oh, it leaves no doubt between what's right and wrong

Where can you go when you ain't getting nowhere?
Every turn is a dead end road
The rain starts to fall and you're so lost out there
Really only one place I know
When your whole world falls to pieces
You don't know how to build it back
There's a red letter blueprint
Yeah, there's a red letter blueprint
There's a red letter blueprint in King James black
In King James black