Lyrics

Just a dusty ol bowl,
full of divots & holes;
with no prestige at all.
No glimmer or glitz.
No putting on the ritz.
Nothing noticeable
for folks to recall.
Timid & Weak
were the names of my streets,
til Jesus started hang’n around.
Even if your name is Nazareth,
God can bring a Savior to town.

[Chorus]
Is there any good thing
that can come out of me.
Come & see.
It ain’t me.
Come & see.
Could I leave a mark
on this world’s history.
Come & see.
It ain’t me.
Come & see.

[verse]
In the heat of the day
She was making her way
to Jacob’s well alone.
When there sat a man
with no bucket in hand.
A stranger, a Jew & unknown.
He said “Give me a drink.”
& he gave her a wink.
Nothing is as it appears.
That ol bucket hit the ground
& I headed to town
Shouting “Come see! Come on! Come here!