There was a mountain, and there were three trees

There was a good man, and there were two thieves

A man called Barabbas was doomed for the tree

But Jesus took the middle one and Barabbas went free

Chorus

I love that man in the middle

Because I know he first loved me

Praise to that man, who died on Mount Calvary

The middleman made it possible, that I could go free

A hill called Golgotha, the place of a skull

No yellow flowers, no trees in bloom, the scenery was so dull

Three crosses stood black and bold against the darken sky

And not from pain, but from a broken heart, that middleman died

Chorus

I love that man in the middle

Because I know he first loved me

Praise to that man, who died on Mount Calvary

The middleman made it possible, that I could go free