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Resurrection Lyrics - Artist : Hubbard, Ray Wylie
There was something heavy coming down like Easter in the air
And he woke up Sunday morning with some flowers in his hair Looking like the face of Jesus in his final agony That they found on that old winding sheet way off in Italy He was long gone He was gone when they rolled away the stone Something a-come a-shining in that smoky little room Lit up like a thousand candles in a Middle Eastern tomb And an angel lay on the mattress and spoke of history and death With perfume on her lingerie and whiskey on her breath He was long gone He was gone when they rolled away the stone And they found him in the desert picking flowers for the muse Sometimes he's the fire, sometimes he's the fuse He's loadin' up his saddlebags out on the edge of wonder One is filled with music and the other is filled with thunder He was long gone He was gone when they rolled away the stone I never thought to ask him but the thought seemed mighty slim That he'd ever much believed in God or God believed in him But they both believed in a woman but like truth they set him free And now he wonders in confusion for he's lost his poetry He was long gone He was gone when they rolled away the stone And they found him in the desert picking flowers for the muse Sometimes he's the fire, sometimes he's the fuse He's loadin' up his saddlebags out on the edge of wonder One is filled with music and the other is filled with thunder He was long gone He was gone when they rolled away the stone He was long gone He was gone when they rolled away the stone He was long gone He was gone when they rolled away the stone |
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