You see as a boy, I never grew tall
Got teased by the locals, the names they would call
Tired of this cruelty, I pursued this one dream
To become important and held in esteem
So I became a tax-collector, so impressed with my pay
To afford all the happiness to last night and day.

To be brutally honest, my judgment was wrong
No friends came to greet me, no one sang me a song
In darkness I lay weary, just gazing the sky
And wondered if ever my tears would run dry
Then I heard about Jesus, who'd walk through our roads
And do great wonders, to unburden our loads.

So in a fit of excitement, I pushed through the crowd
And climbed up a tree, as my height was not loud
He looked up and He summoned for me to come down
As He wanted to pass me that beautiful Crown
I wept as He told me He loved me within
New life has embraced me, set free from my sin.