Hold Me Lord Lyrics

Sixteen days in Bethlehem Peddling dope to keep drinking wine Pulling women, making gigs Steerin' clear and doin' fine I moved on down to Galilee Trying to find a few new friends I'm throwin' aces everywhere Trying to forget the end
So hold me Lord, hold me Lord Hold me tight, I'm slippin' through Hold me Lord, hold me Lord Hold me tight, I beg of You
I'm cruising through Jerusalem Dust is flyin' everywhere I'm dodging bullets, making time On the level, in the square
They say you kissed your best friend's hand They say you did it for his love They say he got in agony The hand fits well into the glove
Woah, hold me Lord, hold me Lord Hold me tight, I'm slippin' through Hold me Lord, hold me Lord Hold me tight, I beg of You
Hold me Lord, hold me Lord Hold me tight, I'm slippin' through Hold me Lord, hold me Lord Hold me tight, I beg of You
Ohh, hold me Lord, hold me Lord Hold me tight, I'm slippin' through Hold me Lord, hold me Lord Hold me tight, I beg of You
Hold me Lord, oh hold me Lord Hold me tight, I'm slippin' through Hold me Lord, hold me Lord Hold me tight, I beg of You