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Words by Christopher Cross and John Bettis
Music by Christopher Cross and Michael Omartian
We all know how the story begins
How we fall so easily
to the right
There'll be bread for all of us
If we can just bear the cross

Sweet song of salvation
A pregnant mother sings
She lives in starvation
Her
to the right
There'll be bread for all of us
If we can just bear the cross

Sweet song of salvation
A pregnant mother sings
She lives in starvation
Her
a statue of Buddha by her hot tub
When her soul gets cold she gives his belly a rub

Now some folks say he is and some say he ain't
But for me Saint
to the right
There'll be bread for all of us
If we can just bear the Cross

Sweet songs of salvation
A pregnant mother sings
She lives in starvation
Her children
and a string of Christmas lights
'Neath the neon cross and a string of Christmas lights
By and by, Lord, by and by
She don't cross her fingers 
When she smiles! 

She don't cross her fingers, 
When she smiles! 

Words and Music by Jerry Liliedahl
to the right
There'll be bread for all of us
If we can just bear the cross

Sweet song of salvation
A pregnant mother sings
She lives in starvation
Her children
'til I figured out
Three nails and a cross equal forgiveness.

She was sittin' on her bed crying crocodiles
Sixteen ain't a good age to be pregnant
make it by dawn 
Cross the Brazos at Waco I'm safe when I reach San Antone 

He glanced back over his shoulder the posse were nowhere in sight 
He'd
Would rather make it with a leching grey
Or maybe her attention, is drawn by Aqualung
Who watches through the railings as they play

Cross eyed Mary
Houses of the holy
Was an album by led zeppelin
I bought it on eight track
Not on cd
Fades out in the middle
The way an eight track's s'posed
make it by dawn 
Cross the Brazos at Waco I'm safe when I reach San Antone 

He glanced back over his shoulder the posse were nowhere in sight 
He'd
rather make it with a letching grey
Or maybe her attention is drawn by Aqualung 
Who watches through the railings as they play
Cross-eyed Mary finds it
rather make it with a letching grey
Or maybe her attention is drawn by Aqualung 
Who watches through the railings as they play
Cross-eyed Mary finds it
make it with a letching gray
Or maybe her attention is drawn by Aqualung
Who watches through the railings as they play

Cross-eyed Mary finds it hard
make it with a letching gray
Or maybe her attention is drawn by Aqualung
Who watches through the railings as they play

Cross-eyed Mary finds it hard
Angel Blake lived by the lake
Threw her in and she floated like a snake
Cross the moors into their sleeping beds
Now Angel roams around inside
Christopher Cross Songs/Moonblind Music
Words and music by Christopher Cross and Rob Meurer
It's a calm wind blowing on my skin
And I've been dreaming again
Now that we're all here

We
talks to angels,
They call her out by her name
She talks to angels,
Says they call her out by her name

She keeps a lock of hair in her pocket
She
day, and move at night
Sleep by day, and keep moving at night
Keep moving, keep moving

Follow her hand to the dark end of the street
And cross in
She threw down her golden band 
Crushed it with her feet into the sand 
Took her silent partner by the hand 
Yeah yeah ooh yeah yeah 

Somewhere
starvation
Her children need all that she brings

We all have our problems
Some big, some are small
Soon all of our problems
Will be taken by the cross
die 

All who dare
To cross her course
Are swallowed by
A fearsome force 

Through the void
To be destroyed
Or is there something more?