C Will you pray for me When the roots of the oakG And my ribcage are braidinC If I can thinkG Lord knows that I will fondly pray for youD High on the hill where the fox horns blowC And down in the grave where they lay me lowG Catholic girl, pray for me You're my only hope for HeavenC When I's a boyG I'd drink and love and smoke and snort my fillC But all the whileG I kept in mind the Lords redeeming graceD High on the hill where the fox horns blowC And down in the city where the heathens goG Catholic girl, pray for me You're my only hope for HeavenD Do you reckon he lets Free WillC G Boys mope around in purgatoryC I know that HellG Is just as real as I am surely breathinC But Ive heard taleG Of a middle ground, I think will work for meD When the time has come for changin worldsC I'll hedge my bets with a Catholic girlG Catholic girl, pray for me You're my only hope for Heaven
Purgatory
Tyler Childers
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