| Song | Jesus Was a Cross Maker |
| Artist | Judee Sill |
| Album | Complete Asylum Recordings |
| 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 |
| 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 |