[Verse]
It was a quiet old garden, late in the night,
When they came with their torches, swords shining bright.
Jesus stood tall, but His friends took to flight,
And there was a man who ran clean out of sight.
[Chorus]
Who was that naked guy, running through the trees?
Clutchin' his dignity, like a leaf in the breeze.
Scripture’s a mystery, leaves us wonderin' why,
Who was that streakin' soul? Who was that naked guy?
[Verse 2]
Mark wrote the story, but he didn’t explain,
Why a man lost his robe and ran bare in the rain.
Was he a bold disciple, or just passin' through?
All we have are questions, no answers for the pew.
[Chorus]
Who was that naked guy, running through the night?
Leavin' his linen robe, with his troubles in flight.
The Gospel’s got secrets, no matter how we pry,
Who was that streakin' soul? Who was that naked guy?
[Bridge]
Maybe he panicked, just tryin' to survive,
Caught in a moment, barely made it alive.
Some say it was Mark, others say it ain’t so,
That naked man’s name, we’ll likely never know.
[Chorus]
Who was that naked guy, running through the trees?
Like a tumbleweed rolling, in the desert breeze.
History’s a riddle, no matter how we try,
Who was that streakin' soul? Who was that naked guy?