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