[Desert Road] South from the city where the dust ran gold, A chariot carried a question untold. Isaiah lay open, the reader confessed, How can I know without one who directs? [Verse I] Philip drew near at the Spirit's command, Heard of the sheep led silent in hand. Of judgment removed and a life cut away, Of seed and of generation, what could it say? [Chorus] What doth hinder me to be baptized? Here is water beneath open skies. If thou believest with all of thine heart, The desert can witness a brand-new start. What doth hinder me to be baptized? Jesus is preached and the dead road comes alive. [Verse II] The chariot stopped where the water was found, Both men descended to low desert ground. The servant believed, the confession was clear, And burial and rising were pictured there. [Bridge] The Spirit caught Philip away from his sight, No farewell procession, no lingering light. The traveler rose with no guide by his side, Yet joy filled the road where the question had died. [Final Chorus] What doth hinder me to be baptized? Here is water beneath open skies. The scroll found its answer, the heart found its Lord, And gladness went home by the southern road. [Outro] The chariot continued, But the man was not the same.