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I'll pay no mind
He will be there
With His guiding light
'Cause He really cares
When trouble appears
And is planning to stay
He is waiting near
'm of a special kind 
For when he was on the cross 
I was on his mind. 
 
The look of love was on his face 
Thrones were on his head 
The blood was on his
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
drown 
And when I blow your mind your won't know why 
You'll soon cross your heart and hope to die
and I 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
'm of a special kind 
For when he was on the cross 
I was on his mind. 
 
The look of love was on his face 
Thrones were on his head 
The blood was on his
I'm of a special kind
For when he was on the cross
I was on his mind

(chorus)
He knew me
Yet he loved me
He whose glory makes the heavens shine
I'm not
enticing me
But there was something wrong
And when I turned
He was gone
Blinding me
His song remains reminding me
He's a bandit and a heartbreaker
My
his purple robe 
When he was dead he was taken down from the cross 
And laid in a borrowed grave provided by compassionate friends 
More than
of mind
I couldn't find in Rocketown
And when I reached down inside me
I could feel the emptiness

What was his mission
Where was he going
Why was
He said darling I'm in love with you mind
The way you care for me it's so kind
Love to see you again wish I had more time
He was laughing as he
of mind
I couldn't find in Rocketown
And when I reached down inside me
I could feel the emptiness

What was his mission
Where was he going
Why was
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
Was it for crimes that I have done
He groaned upon on that tree 
Amazing pity grace unknown
And love beyond degree

At the cross at the cross
Sun comes up Sunday morn 
On the little church where I been since I was born 
And there he stood a hearty smile 
You could hear his voice ringing
Bill Horton was a cautious man of the road
He walked lookin' over his shoulder and remained faithful to its code
When something caught his eye he
Jesus Christ in His grave
Yes, Jesus was a man, a carpenter by hand
His followers true and brave
One dirty coward called Judas Iscariot
Laid poor Jesus in
But it's all for myself
Then it read, "KB, this time it's real, homie I can't live"
It was in all caps
But I knew he had no caps on his gun or his pills
comin'
when he'd be king of the blues.
King of the blues!
Lost his heart to a woman, Lucy was her name.
Lost his heart to a woman, Lucy was her name.
introduced me to a wider reality 

As the years went by, we drifted apart
When I heard that he was gone
I felt a shadow cross my heart
But he's nobody's
Jesus Christ in His grave
Yes, Jesus was a man, a carpenter by hand
His followers true and brave
One dirty coward called Judas Iscariot
Laid poor Jesus in
I was there on the day the monkey came into this world
His face was round and reddish and his hair was slightly curled
He didn't look too different
He was just and old country doctor in a small Georgia town
Fame and fortune had passed him by but we never saw him frown
As day by day in his kindly
plays an old guitar
With a coin found by the phone
It was his friends guitar

That he played
When he plays
No one speaks
No one speaks
And he plays
No one
He used to think that it was neat  
When he hung out on the street  
Now that it's his daily beat, he's not so sure  
'Cause he's come to depend