Jesus The Mexican Boy
Jesus, the Mexican boy
Born in a truck, on the 4th of July
Gave me a card with a lady naked on the back
Barefoot at night on the road
Fireworks blooming above in the sky
I never knew I was given the best one from the deck
He never wanted nothing, I remember
Maybe a broken bottle, if I had two
Hanging behind his holy even temper
Hiding the more unholy things I'd do
Jesus, the Mexican boy
Gave me a ride on the back of his bike
Out to the fair, though, I welshed on a five dollar bet
Drunk on Calliope's songs
We met a home wrecking carnival girl
He's never asked for a favor, or the money yet
Jesus, the Mexican boy
Born in a truck, on the 4th of July
I fell in love with his sister, unrepentantly
Fearing he wouldn't approve
We made a lie that was feeble at best
Boarded a train bound for Vegas, and married secretly
I never gave him nothing, I remember
Maybe a broken bottle, if I had two
Hanging behind his holy even temper
Hiding the more unholy things I'd do
Jesus, the Mexican boy
Wearing a long desert strip on his tie
Lo and behold, he was standing under the welcome sign
Naked with Judas, and me
Fell by the tracks, but he lifted me high
Kissing my head like a brother, and never asking why
Born in a truck, on the 4th of July
Gave me a card with a lady naked on the back
Barefoot at night on the road
Fireworks blooming above in the sky
I never knew I was given the best one from the deck
He never wanted nothing, I remember
Maybe a broken bottle, if I had two
Hanging behind his holy even temper
Hiding the more unholy things I'd do
Jesus, the Mexican boy
Gave me a ride on the back of his bike
Out to the fair, though, I welshed on a five dollar bet
Drunk on Calliope's songs
We met a home wrecking carnival girl
He's never asked for a favor, or the money yet
Jesus, the Mexican boy
Born in a truck, on the 4th of July
I fell in love with his sister, unrepentantly
Fearing he wouldn't approve
We made a lie that was feeble at best
Boarded a train bound for Vegas, and married secretly
I never gave him nothing, I remember
Maybe a broken bottle, if I had two
Hanging behind his holy even temper
Hiding the more unholy things I'd do
Jesus, the Mexican boy
Wearing a long desert strip on his tie
Lo and behold, he was standing under the welcome sign
Naked with Judas, and me
Fell by the tracks, but he lifted me high
Kissing my head like a brother, and never asking why
Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Ervin Beam
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