A Hooky Song About Jesus, Salvation, and Gambling
Written by Brian Jay Cline, Produced by Johnny Punish (June 2009)
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It’s at times like these, I fall down on my knees
cause lady luck ain’t nowhere to be found
My prayers fall on deaf ears, I’m drowning in my tears
that mean ‘ol roulette wheel keeps spinning round.
Ain’t no pennies from above raining down on me
No divine intervention in response to my plea
An I just can’t understand why the lord up in the sky would let my SOS just slip on by
The angels won’t tell my why
I guess that Jesus never made it up to Reno,
Never stood in a casino and shouted “let it ride”.
Saint Mary Magdalin, oh could you please step in.
Come get this wretched sinner through the night
The neon twilight gleams upon these slot machines
I slowly drift away into despair
Another jackpot rings and my poor heart stings
I’m pretty sure a full house beats my pair
And poor old Lazarus, he sure had better odds than me
The cocktail waitress makes my drinks for free
And I’m waiting for the trumpets and the choir to begin
One hundred rosaries won’t save my skin.
Ah, shoot I just can’t win
I guess that Jesus never made it up to Reno,
never stood in a casino and shouted “Twenty one”.
Saint Mary Magdalin,oh could you please step in.
I hear back in the day you used to have some fun
And If these walls, like Jericho, came tumbling down
You’d never see me come back around
Never more would I stray, on your path I would stay heaven bound.
Now as the dusk turns to dawn, convention folks get gone,
I throw the dice they fly across the line
The dealer yells out “craps”, I nearly piss my chaps
I’m back on top, and damn I’m feeling fine
That light shining down must have been there for me.
My eyes start welling up you know I can barely see
I humbly bow my head look down at the floor
You ain’t never gonna see me here no more
I’m heading for the door
I guess that Jesus must have made it up to Reno,
stood in a casino and shouted “let it ride”.
Saint Mary Magdalin, thanks for stepping in.
And getting this poor sinner through the night
I guess that Jesus must have made it up to Reno
Hung in the casino and shouted out “twenty-one”
Saint Mary Magdalene, heck we’re as close as kin
If she could change her ways then so can I
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