Thief on the Cross (unreleased song - Nov. 10, 1981) Songtext
von Bob Dylan

Thief on the cross, chances are slim
There′s a thief on the cross, his chances are slim
There's a thief on the cross, I wanna talk to him

Well, everybody′s been diverted
Everybody's looking the other way
Everybody's attention is divided
Well, they may not afford to wait

There′s a thief on the cross, his chances are slim
There′s a thief on the cross, I wanna talk to him

Wanna ask him 'bout his mother
Wanna ask him ′bout his ways
Wanna ask him 'bout to talk to himself
If it′s time it didn't go too well

Well, there′s a thief on the cross, his chances are slim
There's a thief on the cross, I wanna talk to him


Well, everybody's not too excited
Don′t be too surprised
Head for the town and you can see it well
And it′s rising in his eyes

Well, there's a thief on the cross, his chances are slim
There′s a thief on the cross, I wanna talk to him
There's a thief on the cross, there′s a thief on the cross
(Thief on the cross)

Now there's winning, ruling and readin′
Everybody goes sinning by the rules
There's a secret to excite you
Whether Iran or Mexico

Oh, there's a thief on the cross, his chances are slim
There′s a thief on the cross, I wanna talk to him
There′s a thief on the cross, thief on the cross
There's a thief on the cross, there′s a thief on the cross
There's a thief on the cross