The song title refers to proverbial “witch hunts” (referencing moral panic in the western world about witches, particularly the Salem Witch Trials of early colonial America) in which nominal “Christians” go off on tangents condemning sin wherever they see it instead of spreading the Gospel. Notably...
One, two, three, four!
How about a little fire, Scarecrow!
Everybody, look
There's a new bandwagon in town
Hop on board
And let the wind carry you around
Seems like there's not enough
To keep us busy till the Lord comes back
Don Quixote's gotta have
Another windmill to attack
We're on another witch hunt
Looking for evil
Wherever we can find it
Off on a tangent
Hope the Lord won't mind it
Another witch hunt
Takin' a break
From all our gospel labor
On a crusade
But we forgot our saber
Witch hunt
Witch hunt
There's a new way
To spend all our energies
We're up in arms
Instead of down on our knees
Walkin' over dollars
Trying to find another dime
Never mind the souls
'Cause we really haven't got the time
We're on another witch hunt
Looking for evil
Wherever we can find it
Off on a tangent
Hope the Lord won't mind it
Another witch hunt
Takin' a break
From all our gospel labor
On a crusade
But we forgot our saber
Witch hunt
Witch hunt
Witch hunt
Witch hunt
Witch hunt
So send out the dogs
And tally ho
Before we sleep tonight
We've got miles to go
No one is safe
No stone is left unturned
And we won't stop
'Til somebody gets burned
Bro Bro Bro Bro Bro Bro Brothers
Another witch hunt
Looking for evil
Wherever we can find it
Off on a tangent
Hope the Lord won't mind it
Another witch hunt
Takin' a break
From all our gospel labor
On a crusade
But we forgot our saber
Witch hunt
Witch hunt
(I'll get you my little pretty)
Witch hunt
(And your little dog, too!)
(AH-HA-HA-HA!)
Witch hunt
(Look under all the rocks)
(And all the trees!)
Witch hunt
(Look everywhere)
(Till we find that old witch!)
Witch hunt...
Witch Hunt was written by Bob Hartman.
Witch Hunt was produced by Jonathan David Brown.