Hymn 43 lyrics

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 me And the unsung western hero he killed an indian or three And then he made his name in holywood to set the white man free Oh Jesus save me If 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 he could hardly roll his stone Oh Jesus save me