Devil And St. Jesus

by Gordon Anthony Patrick Barry

This city is a ghost town and the sun is setting west
and i wish i had a lover to hold to my breast
These feathers and these anchors, they always weigh me down
and i wish i had a lover in this town.

I spent my time in prison where the road falls out to dust
I spent all of my evenings in this palisade of rust
The devil & St. Jesus they live on down the hall
and i wish i had a lover for to call.

They let me out of prison when the summer turned to fall
so i caught a train to nowhere and i scaled the old town wall
The humming of the neon underneath the bell black sky
made me wish i had a lover by my side.

I traveled to the south side for to smell the roses clean
I cut off all the petals and i shaved away the weeds
I succumbed to the heavens and i fell down on my knee
and i wish i had a lover for to please.

Have you ever seen the cemetery out on Oaken hill
If you've never seen that cemetery then go there if you will
Theres a lady in the water and she wears a bridal veil
and i wish i had a lover for to fail

This city is a ghost town and the sun is setting west
and i wish i had a lover to hold to my breast
These feathers and these anchors, they always weigh me down
but i think i've found a lover in this town.