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These crosses all over my body
Remind me of who I used to be
Give myself up to him in offering
Let him make a woman out of me

I'm just a child, but I'm not above violence
My mama raised me better than that
When the preacher talks, that man demands his silence
And daddy said, "Shoot first, then run and don't look back"

So take me down to the river
And bathe me clean
Put me on the back of your white horse to ride
All the way to the chapel, let you wash all over me

Ah, ooh
Ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh

I've killed before and I'll kill again
Take the noose off, wrap it tight around my hand
They say, "Heaven hath no fury like a woman scorned"
And baby, Hell don't scare me, I've been times before

So take me down to the river
And bathe me clean
Put me on the back of your white horse to ride
All the way to the chapel, let you wash all over me

These crosses all over my body
Remind me of who I used to be
And Christ, forgive these bones I've been hiding
Oh, and the bones I'm about to leave, yeah

And take me down to the river
And bathe me clean, yeah
Put me on the back of your white horse to ride
All the way to the chapel, let you wash all over me, yeah

Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah