Jose Sanchez del Rio

Jose works at the gardening store
Picks the bluebells for the men back from war
Saves the lilies for a girl up the street
He gives the wilted for free

Jose cleans at the charity centre
Sweeps the hallways and unclogs the gutters
Greets the men walking bent over backwards
He finds a shelter for a worm
He finds a shelter for a worm

So can I call myself that which I am a Christian
Cause I have to die
So can I call myself that which I am a Christian
Don't you hear me sigh
So can I call myself that which I am a Christian

Jose walks with his brothers in arms
Waves the flag with a circumcised heart
Leaves the water for another young boy
He hears the drought within their voice

Jose rides in the enemy turmoil
Grants his horse for a leaders survival
To his captors he would never renounce
He lived his martyred life uncrowned
He lived his martyred life uncrowned

So can I call myself that which I am a Christian
Cause I have to die
So can I call myself that which I am a Christian
Don't you hear me sigh
So can I call myself that which I am a Christian
Cause I have to die
So can I call myself that which I am a Christian



Credits
Writer(s): Preston Gray
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