Something Bigger
They were respectable men kept their sins in the closet,
Church Sunday morning, gave change from their pocket.
Lived a double life, thought no-one was looking,
But God saw the ash from the books they were cooking.
Hadn't counted on a woman named Mabel Lee,
The quiet little church secretary.
She'd been taking down her notes every time the men would gather.
Watching them for years, putting two and two together.
She raised her hand up, said I solemnly swear.
Men in the front row started breathing a prayer.
The gavel sounded out for that lonesome figure.
She was a part of something bigger.
Oh, when powerful men run the treasury,
Skimming from the top comes easily.
They opened their accounts under widows and children.
The total of the stash was somewhere ‘bout a million.
Maybelle worried what they'd do if she turned them in,
But the judge was her neighbor's closest friend.
And she knew there was a price for every choice.
She didn't know the power of her single voice.
She raised her hand up, and said I ...swear.
Men in the front row started breathing a prayer.
The gavel sounded out for that lonesome figure.
She was a part of something bigger.
She raised her hand up, and said I swear.
Men in the front row started breathing a prayer.
The gavel sounded out... oh, yeah... oh yeah...
She was a part of something bigger.
Laid it all out in her testimony
‘Bout the notebooks and where they hid the money.
Yeah, she found the stuff to pull that trigger.
She was a part of something bigger.

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