Hymn 43
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Hymn 43
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Our father high in heaven smile down upon your son
Who is busy with his money games, his women and his gun
Oh Jesus save me
And the unsung western hero he killed an indian or three
And then he made his name in holywood to set the white man free
Oh Jesus save me
If Jesus saves well he better save himself
From the gory glory seekers who use his name in death
Oh Jesus save me
Well I saw him in the city and on the mountains of the moon
His cross was rather bloody he could hardly roll his stone
Oh Jesus save me
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