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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeIf I Was The Priest (original)
There's a light on yonder mountainAnd it's callin' me to shineThere's a girl over by the water fountainAnd she's askin' to be mineAnd Jesus is standing in the doorwayIn a buckskin jacket, boots and spurs so fineHe says, "We need you, son, tonight up in Dodge City'Cause there's just too many outlawsTryin' to work the same line"Now if Jesus was a sheriff and I was the priestIf my lady was an heiress and my Mama was a thiefIf Papa rode shotgun for the Fargo lineThere's still too many bad boysTryin' to work the same lineWell sweet Virgin Mary runs the Holy Grail saloonFor a nickel she'll give you whiskeyAnd a personally blessed balloonAnd the Holy Ghost is the host with the mostHe runs the burlesque showWhere they'll let you in for freeAnd they hit you when you goMary serves Mass on SundayAnd then she sells her body on MondayTo the bootlegger who pays the highest priceHe don't know he got stuck with a loserShe's a stone junkie, what's more she's a userShe's only been made once or twiceBy some kind of magicIf Jesus was a sheriff and I was the priestIf my lady was an heiress and my Mama was a thiefAnd Papa rode shotgun for the Fargo lineThere's still too many outlawsTryin' to work the same lineWell things ain't been the same in heavenSince big bad Bobby came to townHe's been known to down elevenThen ask for another roundMe, I got scabs on my kneesFrom kneeling way too longIt's about time I played the manand took a stand where I belongForget about the old friends and the old timesThere's just too many new boysTryin' to work the same lineIf Jesus was a sheriff and I were the priestIf my lady was an heiress and my mama was a thiefAnd Papa rode shotgun for the Fargo lineThere's just too many outlawsTryin' to work the same lineWell there's a light on yonder mountainAnd it's calling me to shineThere's a girl over by the water fountainShe's asking to be mineJesus is standing in the doorwaySix guns drawn and ready to fanHe says, "We need you, son, tonight up in Dodge City"I told him I was already overdue for CheyenneIf Jesus was the sheriff and I was the priestIf my lady was an heiress and my Mama was a thiefAnd Papa rode shotgun for the Fargo lineThere's still too many bad boysTryin' to work the same lineIf Jesus was the sheriff and I was the priestIf my lady was an heiress and my Mama was a thiefAnd Papa rode shotgun for the Fargo lineThere's still too many bad boysTryin' to work the same lineIf Jesus was the sheriff and I was the priest
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