Even Jesus Got The Blues

Even Jesus Got the Blues Gabe Lee Easter morning, Tennessee she come draggin round the bend, hooked on OP40, barely alive She come heartbroke and looking for a ride Cuz All she'd ever known, was the dark side of the road The call of the wild, rockin roll Cursin the turnpike she started to sing make me an angel lord, fly me away Humming along now On muddy feet, crossing the churchyard, You better believe Spookin the God fearing folks in the pews, As the preacher gives the news Even Jesus got the blues She ain't been seen since talladega I go shawty where you been Nobody's heard from ya in awhile, she says I come to warn ya, how I've grown thin, Nursin on the tears of western crocodiles Cuz All I ever saw On the gleaming streets of gold Of Chinatown, New Mexico Pieces of paper dogs and debris Busted apartments, washing machines Humming along now On muddy feet, crossing the churchyard, You better believe Spookin the God fearing folks in the pews, As the preacher gives the news Even Jesus got the blues