words and music by William O. Richardson

You've heard the story of The Master and the woman at the well
He was more than just a prophet when you met him you could tell
You've heard how at the wedding he turned water into wine
Here's a story never told although I meant to at the time

My name is John I'm the disciple who was always by his side
I was with him on the mountain and I watched him as he died
Took his mother Mary's hand and said we'd better go
Looked up at him to say goodbye as he looked down at Jericho

Jericho was Jesus' little dog a mongrel that he'd found
Who was always right behind him as we went from town to town
I remember once in Galilee he said John when I go
To drink my father's bitter cup take care of Jericho

Chorus:

So many things that Jesus did were never written down
The world could not contain the books if every one were bound
You won't read it in John's gospel there's no chapter twenty-two
But just because you never heard it Doesn't mean it isn't true

Jericho looked at him on that cross and wagged his little tail
Now the kind of love a dog has is a love that never fails
Kind of like the love of God no matter what you do
A dog looks through the outer shell and loves the inner you

The soldiers told the crowd it's late the sun is going down
Go celebrate your sabbath now you get on back to town
But Jericho just sat there looking up in Jesus' eyes
He knew that crown of thorns he wore was only a disguise

To Jericho his master was a king the center of his life
That dog's never gonna leave a soldier said and drew his knife
Don't hurt the dog a stranger cried you've done enough today
Then the stranger picked up Jericho and carried him away

Mary said she'd seen him at the tomb he waited by the stone
The gardener said I fed him 'cause he just won't go home
Next day Mary saw the stone was rolled away and she said oh
Where have they taken him and by the way where's Jericho

Repeat Chorus & out