Will you pray for me
When the roots of the oak and my ribcage are braidin'?
If I can think
Lord knows that I will fondly pray for you
High on the hill where the fox horns blow
And down in the grave where they lay me low


Catholic girl, pray for me
You're my only hope for Heaven

When I was a boy
I'd drink and love and smoke and snort my fill
But all the while
I kept in mind the Lord's redeeming grace
High on the hill where the fox horns blow
And down in the city where the heathens go


Catholic girl, pray for me
You're my only hopе for Heaven




Do you reckon hе lets free will boys
Mope around in purgatory?


I know that Hell
Is just as real as I am surely breathin'
But I've heard tale
Of a middle ground I think will work for me
When the time has come for changin' worlds
I'll hedge my bets with a Catholic girl
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Catholic girl, pray for me