Song | Jesus Was a Cross Maker |
Artist | Judee Sill |
Album | Complete Asylum Recordings |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Sill | |
Sweet silver angels over the sea | |
Please come down flyin’ low for me | |
One time I trusted a stranger' | |
Cuz I heard his sweet song | |
And it was gently enticin’ me | |
Tho there was somethin’ wrong | |
But when I turned he was gone | |
Blindin’ me, his song remains remindin’ me | |
He’s a bandit and a heart breaker | |
Oh, but Jesus was a cross maker | |
Sweet silver angels over the sea | |
Please come down flyin’ low for me | |
He wages war with the devil | |
A pistol by his side | |
And tho he chases him out windows | |
And won’t give him a place to hide | |
He keeps his door open wide | |
Fightin’ him he lights a lamp invitin’ him | |
He’s a bandit and a heart breaker | |
Oh, but Jesus was a cross maker | |
Sweet silver angels over the sea | |
Please come down flyin’ low for me | |
I heard the thunder come rumblin’ | |
The light never looked so dim | |
I see the junction git nearer’ | |
And danger is in the wind | |
And either road’s lookin’ grim | |
Hidin’ me, | |
I flee, desire dividin’ me | |
He’s a bandit and a heart breaker | |
Oh, but Jesus was a cross maker | |
Yes, Jesus was a cross maker | |
Sweet silver angels over the sea | |
Please come down flyin’ low for me | |
One time I trusted a stranger' | |
Cuz I heard his sweet song | |
And it was gently enticin’ me | |
Tho there was somethin’ wrong | |
But when I turned he was gone | |
Blindin’ me, his song remains remindin’ me | |
He’s a bandit and a heart breaker | |
Oh, but Jesus was a cross maker | |
Sweet silver angels over the sea | |
Please come down flyin’ low for me |
zuo ci : Sill | |
Sweet silver angels over the sea | |
Please come down flyin' low for me | |
One time I trusted a stranger' | |
Cuz I heard his sweet song | |
And it was gently enticin' me | |
Tho there was somethin' wrong | |
But when I turned he was gone | |
Blindin' me, his song remains remindin' me | |
He' s a bandit and a heart breaker | |
Oh, but Jesus was a cross maker | |
Sweet silver angels over the sea | |
Please come down flyin' low for me | |
He wages war with the devil | |
A pistol by his side | |
And tho he chases him out windows | |
And won' t give him a place to hide | |
He keeps his door open wide | |
Fightin' him he lights a lamp invitin' him | |
He' s a bandit and a heart breaker | |
Oh, but Jesus was a cross maker | |
Sweet silver angels over the sea | |
Please come down flyin' low for me | |
I heard the thunder come rumblin' | |
The light never looked so dim | |
I see the junction git nearer' | |
And danger is in the wind | |
And either road' s lookin' grim | |
Hidin' me, | |
I flee, desire dividin' me | |
He' s a bandit and a heart breaker | |
Oh, but Jesus was a cross maker | |
Yes, Jesus was a cross maker | |
Sweet silver angels over the sea | |
Please come down flyin' low for me | |
One time I trusted a stranger' | |
Cuz I heard his sweet song | |
And it was gently enticin' me | |
Tho there was somethin' wrong | |
But when I turned he was gone | |
Blindin' me, his song remains remindin' me | |
He' s a bandit and a heart breaker | |
Oh, but Jesus was a cross maker | |
Sweet silver angels over the sea | |
Please come down flyin' low for me |
zuò cí : Sill | |
Sweet silver angels over the sea | |
Please come down flyin' low for me | |
One time I trusted a stranger' | |
Cuz I heard his sweet song | |
And it was gently enticin' me | |
Tho there was somethin' wrong | |
But when I turned he was gone | |
Blindin' me, his song remains remindin' me | |
He' s a bandit and a heart breaker | |
Oh, but Jesus was a cross maker | |
Sweet silver angels over the sea | |
Please come down flyin' low for me | |
He wages war with the devil | |
A pistol by his side | |
And tho he chases him out windows | |
And won' t give him a place to hide | |
He keeps his door open wide | |
Fightin' him he lights a lamp invitin' him | |
He' s a bandit and a heart breaker | |
Oh, but Jesus was a cross maker | |
Sweet silver angels over the sea | |
Please come down flyin' low for me | |
I heard the thunder come rumblin' | |
The light never looked so dim | |
I see the junction git nearer' | |
And danger is in the wind | |
And either road' s lookin' grim | |
Hidin' me, | |
I flee, desire dividin' me | |
He' s a bandit and a heart breaker | |
Oh, but Jesus was a cross maker | |
Yes, Jesus was a cross maker | |
Sweet silver angels over the sea | |
Please come down flyin' low for me | |
One time I trusted a stranger' | |
Cuz I heard his sweet song | |
And it was gently enticin' me | |
Tho there was somethin' wrong | |
But when I turned he was gone | |
Blindin' me, his song remains remindin' me | |
He' s a bandit and a heart breaker | |
Oh, but Jesus was a cross maker | |
Sweet silver angels over the sea | |
Please come down flyin' low for me |