There are some saints that have been forgotten
Like most of my drunken prayers
They say there's a heaven somewhere above the yonder
Where there's no more crosses to bear

Now, there's ghosts all along the highways
And there's storms out on the seas
I only hope is somewhere in that heaven
Someone is sayin' a prayer for me

I've been ridin' stone blind horses
Never seen a reason to believe
Hey sweet Genevieve, say a prayer for me
And the wild young cowboys, old drunks
Paramours and thieves

The high slurred whistle of a red winged blackbird
Sounds like he's singin', oh, that I might die
It's a song for those that have fallen
Unrepentant with no more alibis

I've been ridin' stone blind horses
Never seen a reason to believe
Hey sweet Genevieve, say a prayer for me
And the wild young cowboys, old drunks
Paramours and thieves
Hey sweet Genevieve, say a prayer for me
And the wild young cowboys, old drunks
Paramours and thieves