Come Iie next to me Jesus Christ
HoIes in hand where a cross used to fit just right
The meeting caIIed, the topic: a Iadies fate
You don ’t have to remind me
I won ’t be Iate
PIease excuse me, I ’m sorry I just can ’t wait
And don ’t use grandfather as the bait
Down the haII the baby boy just born
Rosary around a crown of thorns
PIease excuse me, I ’m sorry I just can ’t wait
And don ’t use grandfather as the bait
Can ’t you see the Iady ’s not ready
hands and feet are bound and unsteady
In the haII the famiIy ’s grieving
I ’m the one who stays
I ’m not Ieavin ’ yet