The Spanish Bible Songtext
von The Bellamy Brothers

Padre Nuestro que estás en los cielos
Santificado sea tu nombre. Venga a tu reino
Hagas a tu voluntad, en la tierra y el pan de este día
Y perdona nuestras deudas
Como nosotros perdonamos nuestros deudores
Y no nos dejes caer en la tentación, sino que líbranos del malo
Amén

Stopped to rest, in San Jacinto
My horse shivered, in the rain
Reflecting back, on seven dead men
My conscience, never will come clean

The mission, looked warm, and inviting
The padre, poured a glass of wine
He said, "My sons sit down, and rest here′
'Looks like your luck′s run out of time'


He handed me, the book of angels
Was it heavens thunder, that I heard?
Though I can't read, the Spanish bible
But I can feel the power, of its words

Always running, from the gallows
My soul′s so dark, it won′t come clean
All my bad deeds, come second nature
My only moods, are scared of me

But as I scan, the lovely language
My sins, do not go undisturbed
Though I can't read, the Spanish bible
I can feel the power, of its words

I saddled up, and rode out early
Before the rising, of the sun
Thanked the padre, for his kindness
As I loaded bullets, in my gun

When I looked back, I saw him praying
The sky was full, of soothing words
As he read the, Spanish bible
I could feel the power, of its words

Though I couldn′t read, the Spanish bible
But I can feel the power, of its words