Resurrection Mary Songtext
von Ian Hunter
Resurrection Mary Songtext
In 1935, I was living in Paradise
I had a friend up in Cicero
We used to go out to the track
We′d knock a few whiskeys back
I'd lose my shirt and I would lose my way home
I was driving my Stutz Blackhawk
Through Justice in the dark
When suddenly the blood froze in my veins
She was standing by the road
In an incandescent glow
My heart stood still, my foot slammed on the brakes
She said, "Please, please, would you dignify my wish?
I′m trying to get to Heaven, could you tell me where that is?"
On a wild Chicago night
With a wind howling white
I caught my first sight
Of Resurrection Mary
I was trembling like a leaf
I was scared beyond belief
After all, my conscience ain't that clear
I used to work for Mickey Finn
I did the numbers for Big Jim
Perhaps my day of reckoning lies here
I said, "Please, please, I will dignify your wish
But when it comes to Heaven, I'm just a little bit amateurish"
On a wild Chicago night
With a wind howling white
I cheated time
With Resurrection Mary
And I felt tears forming in my eyes
For the first time, I felt something deep inside
For the first time, I saw angels high in the air
For the first time in my life
And I said, "Mary, go to the light
It′s gonna be alright"
I got down on my knees
I said, "Sweet Mary, please
Dignify these wishes ′fore you run
Will you tell him I've reformed?
Will you tell him I′m reborn?"
She closed her eyes and then she spoke in tongues
I said, "Please, please, tell me what he said"
She said, "You must die the day before the Devil knows you're dead"
On a wild Chicago night
With a wind howling white
I waved goodbye
On a wild Chicago night
Oh, with a wind howling white
I lost sight
Of Resurrection Mary
Resurrection Mary
Resurrection Mary
(Is it too late? Is it too late? Is it too late?)
Resurrection Mary
(Is it too late? Is it too late? Is it
Too late to turn your back on him?)
With her naked eye
(Is it too late? Is it too late? Is it
Too late to turn your back on him?)
With her naked eye
(Is it too late? Is it too late? Is it
Too late to turn your back on him?)
With her naked eye
(Is it too late? Is it too late? Is it
Too late to turn your back on him?)
With her naked eye
(Is it too late? Is it too late?)
I had a friend up in Cicero
We used to go out to the track
We′d knock a few whiskeys back
I'd lose my shirt and I would lose my way home
I was driving my Stutz Blackhawk
Through Justice in the dark
When suddenly the blood froze in my veins
She was standing by the road
In an incandescent glow
My heart stood still, my foot slammed on the brakes
She said, "Please, please, would you dignify my wish?
I′m trying to get to Heaven, could you tell me where that is?"
On a wild Chicago night
With a wind howling white
I caught my first sight
Of Resurrection Mary
I was trembling like a leaf
I was scared beyond belief
After all, my conscience ain't that clear
I used to work for Mickey Finn
I did the numbers for Big Jim
Perhaps my day of reckoning lies here
I said, "Please, please, I will dignify your wish
But when it comes to Heaven, I'm just a little bit amateurish"
On a wild Chicago night
With a wind howling white
I cheated time
With Resurrection Mary
And I felt tears forming in my eyes
For the first time, I felt something deep inside
For the first time, I saw angels high in the air
For the first time in my life
And I said, "Mary, go to the light
It′s gonna be alright"
I got down on my knees
I said, "Sweet Mary, please
Dignify these wishes ′fore you run
Will you tell him I've reformed?
Will you tell him I′m reborn?"
She closed her eyes and then she spoke in tongues
I said, "Please, please, tell me what he said"
She said, "You must die the day before the Devil knows you're dead"
On a wild Chicago night
With a wind howling white
I waved goodbye
On a wild Chicago night
Oh, with a wind howling white
I lost sight
Of Resurrection Mary
Resurrection Mary
Resurrection Mary
(Is it too late? Is it too late? Is it too late?)
Resurrection Mary
(Is it too late? Is it too late? Is it
Too late to turn your back on him?)
With her naked eye
(Is it too late? Is it too late? Is it
Too late to turn your back on him?)
With her naked eye
(Is it too late? Is it too late? Is it
Too late to turn your back on him?)
With her naked eye
(Is it too late? Is it too late? Is it
Too late to turn your back on him?)
With her naked eye
(Is it too late? Is it too late?)
Writer(s): Ian Petterson Hunter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

