Fallen Apostles
Mystic
Cowboys
Too
much whiskey smoking and a talkin’
Too
much staring at them pretty women walkin’
My
fall was fast but my risings been slow
Where
do fallen apostles go?
I
want a witness but I look so weak
Laid
up in jail
And
no one hears you speak
Peter
was your rock
But
I’ve been on a roll
Where
do fallen apostles go?
Jesus
make me a fisher of men
Tell
this north wind where to blow
Show
me where you need me to be
Where
you need me to be
Where
do fallen apostles go?
Peter
was your rock
But
I’ve been on a roll
Where
do fallen apostles go?
Where
do fallen apostles go?