Guyegaros

Who's that man in the anaconda skin jacket

With a fox slung cross his shoulder

And a pistol round his waist

Guyegaros put down your guitar

And meet me in the choir

She said when my foot was bleeding

He came down to heal me

And when my faith was fleeting

His voice did reveal me

And then standing behind an altar

He took off his robes

And then we saw all the seekers

Of the promises unfold

Guyegaros put down your guitar

And meet me in the choir

Guyegaros put down your guitar

And meet me in the choir

She said Lord when I strike out at

You please strike me back

She said Don't turn the other cheek now

Strike me back

Because I need to know if you are there so

I need you to strike me from the air

So I'm wandering in this southern desert

And the sands are beating through my souls

And then I see this man in his snake skin jacket

With a lamb slung cross his shoulder

And a pistol round his waist

Guyegaros put down your guitar and

Meet me in the choir

Guyegaros put down your guitar

And meet me in the choir

Guyegaros put down your guitar

And meet me in the choir

Guyegaros put down your guitar

And meet me in the choir