Jesus Was a Cross Maker - Warren Zevon

Sweet silver angels over the sea

Please come down flying low for me One time I trusted a stranger

'Cause I heard his sweet song

It was gently 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 Jesus was a cross maker

Sweet silver angels over the sea

Please come down flying low for me He wages war with the devil

With a pistol by His side

He’s always chasing him out of windows

And He won’t give him a place to hide

But he keeps His door

Open wide

Fighting him

He lights a lamp inviting him

He’s a bandit and a heartbreaker

My Jesus was a cross maker

Yeah, Jesus was a cross maker

(here's a verse Ms. Sill wrote, which Warren leaves out:

maybe he thought he had enough thunder on this record, already:

I heard the thunder come rumblin'

The light never looked so dim

I see the junction git nearer

and danger is in the wind

And either road’s lookin’grim

Hidin’me, I flee, desire dividin’me

He’s a bandit and a heartbreaker.

Oh, but Jesus was a cross maker

Yes, Jesus was a cross maker)