Climb On the Cross Songtext
von Shakey Graves

Well tell the televangelist he′s out of a job
'Cause I look good on a cross and I can sure sing along
Overrated, under-educated, simple and dry
Who knew a man′s fate was such a hard thing to find

I never listened to my teacher
Trusted every word my preacher would say
Always thought the crosshair was simply the sun on my face

If nothing dies tomorrow
Why remember yesterday
When an hour or more of sleep might do you good
It's the wish I can't remember
Yeah it′s the things you′ll never say
And I'd do it all again oh if I could

Fight your family and friends and let them know you′re the best
Tattoo "radical" right across your chest
No need for a lover, you were born to impress


Everybody always told me if I made a funny face it would stay
So you better get hip, and take a liking to me looking this way

So many years without a memory
Just ears, a nose, a face
Oh, to find out fucking up was in your blood

It's the wish I can′t remember
It's the things you′ll never say
And I'd do it all again, oh, if I could

If nothing dies tomorrow
Why remember yesterday
When an hour or more of sleep might do you good
It's the wish I can′t remember
Yeah it′s the things you'll never say
And I′d do it all again oh if I could

And I'd do it all again oh if I could
I′d do it all again, I'd do it all again
I′d do it all again, I'd do it all again