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These crosses all over my body

Remind me of who I used to be

Give myself up to him in offering

Let him make a woman out of me

I'm just a child, but I'm not above violence

My mama raised me better than that

When the preacher talks, that man demands his silence

And Daddy said shoot first, then run and don't look back

So take me down to the river and bathe me clean

Put me on the back of your white horse to ride

All the way to the chapel, let you wash all over me

I've killed before, and I'll kill again

Take the noose off, wrap it tight around my hand

They say Heaven hath no fury like a woman scorned

And baby, Hell don't scare me, I've been times before

So take me down to the river and bathe me clean

Put me on the back of your white horse to ride

All the way to the chapel, let you wash all over me

These crosses all over my body

Remind me of who I used to be

Let Christ forgive these bones I've been hiding

Oh, and the bones I'm about to leave

Yeah, and take me down to the river and bathe me clean

Put me on the back of your white horse to ride

All the way to the chapel, let you wash all over me