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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bruce Springsteen
Guitar
Roy Bittan
Piano
Nils Lofgren
Guitar
Garry Tallent
Bass Guitar
Stevie Van Zandt
Guitar
Max Weinberg
Drums
Charlie Giordano
Organ
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bruce Springsteen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bruce Springsteen
Producer
Ron Aniello
Producer
Ross Petersen
Recording Engineer
Bob Clearmountain
Mixing Engineer
Brandon Duncan
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
There's a light on yonder mountain
And it's callin' me to shine
There's a girl over by the water fountain
And she's askin' to be mine
And Jesus is standing in the doorway
In a buckskin jacket, boots and spurs so fine
Says, "We need you, son, tonight up in Dodge City
'Cause there's just too many outlaws
Tryin' to work the same line"
Now if Jesus was a sheriff and I were a priest
If my lady was an heiress and my mama was a thief
If papa rode shotgun on the Fargo line
There's still too many bad boys
Tryin' to work the same line
Well sweet Virgin Mary runs the Holy Grail saloon
With a nickel she'll give ya whiskey
And a personally blessed balloon
And the Holy Ghost is the host with the most
He runs the burlesque show
Where they'll let you in for free
And they hit you when you go
Mary's serving Mass on Sunday
And she sells her body on Monday
To the bootlegger who paid the highest price
But he don't know he got stuck with a loser
She's a stone junkie, what's more she's a user
She's only been made once or twice
By some kind of magic
If Jesus was a sheriff and I was the priest
If my lady was an heiress and my mama was a thief
And papa rode shotgun on the Fargo line
There's still too many outlaws
Tryin' to work the same line
Well things ain't been the same in heaven
Since big bad Bobby came to town
He's been known to down eleven
Then ask for another round
Me, I got scabs on my knees
From kneeling way too long
It's about time I played the man
Took a stand where I belong
Yeah, forget about the old friends and the old times
There's just too many new boys
Tryin' to work the same line
Well if Jesus was a sheriff and I was the priest
If my lady was an heiress and my mama was a thief
And papa rode shotgun on the Fargo line
There's just too many outlaws
Tryin' to work the same line
Well there's a light
On yonder mountain
And it's callin' me to shine
There's a girl
Over by the water fountain
And she's askin' to be mine
Jesus is standing in the doorway
Six-guns drawn, and ready to fan
Said, "We need you tonight, son, up in Dodge City"
Told him I was already overdue for Cheyenne
If Jesus was a sheriff and I were a priest
If my lady was an heiress and my mama was a thief
If papa rode shotgun on the Fargo line
There's still too many bad boys
Tryin' to work the same line
If Jesus was a sheriff and I were a priest
If my lady was an heiress and my mama was a thief
If papa rode shotgun on the Fargo line
There's still too many bad boys
Tryin' to work the same line
If Jesus was a sheriff and I were a priest
Writer(s): Bruce Springsteen
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