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 meAnd the unsung western hero, he killed an Indian or three
And then he made his name in Hollywood to set the white man free
Oh Jesus save meIf Jesus saves, well he better save himself
From the gory glory seekers who use his name in death
Oh Jesus save meIf 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, and he could hardly roll his stone
Oh Jesus save me
