Album: Nomads Indians Saints (1990)

Hey Jesus


Hey Jesus it's me
I don't usually talk to you
But my baby's gonna leave me and there's something you must do
And I am not your faithful servant
I hang around sometimes with a bunch of your black sheep
But if you make my baby stay I'll make it up to you
And that's a promise I will keep

Hey Jesus it's me
I'm the one that talked to you yesterday
I asked you please please for a favor
But my baby's gone away
Went away anyway
And I don't really think it's fair
You got the power to make us all believe in you
And when we call you in our despair
You don't come through

Hey Jesus it's me, I'm sorry
I don't remember all I said
I had a few, no, too many
And they went straight to my head
And made me feel like I could argue with God
But you know it's easy for you you got friends all over the world
You had the whole world waiting for your birth
But now I ain't got nobody
I don't know what my life's worth
Cause when I die and I get up to your doors
I don't even know if you're going to let me in the place
How come I gotta die to get a chance to talk with you
Face to face...