(Judee Sill) Sweet silver angels over the sea Please come down flying low for me One time I trusted a stranger 'Cause I heard his sweet song It was gently enticing me But there was something wrong And when I turned He was gone Blinding me His song remains reminding me He's a bandit and a heartbreaker My Jesus was a cross maker Sweet silver angels over the sea Please come down flying low for me He wages war with the devil With a pistol by His side He's always chasing him out of windows And He won't give him a place to hide But he keeps His door Open wide Fighting him He lights a lamp inviting him He's a bandit and a heartbreaker My Jesus was a cross maker Yeah, Jesus was a cross maker (here's a verse Ms. Sill wrote, which Warren leaves out: maybe he thought he had enough thunder on this record, already: I heard the thunder come rumblin' The light never looked so dim I see the junction git nearer and danger is in the wind And either road's lookin' grim Hidin' me, I flee, desire dividin' me He's a bandit and a heartbreaker. Oh, but Jesus was a cross maker Yes, Jesus was a cross maker)
