Say A Prayer

M Mark Heathcote Mark Heathcote
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Say a prayer for the serpent. Say a prayer for the thief. Say a prayer for the gunman. Say a prayer for the farmer, undefeated. Bringing in the corn and laughing at the moon And the crows Say a prayer for the sweetheart. Who'd rather have wealth? Then a true love of her very own back home. Say a prayer for the shepherd. Who sleeps not far from an unmarked grave? Pray for the sailor who will drown. Like a cot death babe in a rocking cradle Who'll never reach home? But he will be ever remembered. In those blankets of foam When your soul is tipped out of balance And crashes ashore like a vulture. Hungry and tired, remember a better day. Say a prayer for the likes of me. Say a prayer for the loser who gets it together. Say a prayer for me, won't you? Even if all you want to do is let me go. Say a prayer for the minstrel and the liar. Say a prayer for me before you let go of my hand. Say a prayer for me. Say a prayer for me, and I'll run home with the jailer's key. I'll be as good as gold. Won't you be told? Say a prayer for me, and I won't leave you. I won't roam. At least not too far from home not without a jailer's key And a kiss from your crimson lips.

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