Jesus Save a Singer by Tim Bluhm Lyrics
Jesus save a singer
I've lingered and languished too long
Can a bad man be saved by singing a good song?
It’s not gonna kill me, but it sure won't make me strong
Jesus save a singer, don't wait too long
I’ve always been a quiet guy
I'd rather sing than speak my mind
Look where it got me
If I can't live the truth I can still try to sing it
Jesus save a singer
I squandered my strength for too long
Can a bad man be saved by singing a good song?
It's not gonna kill me, but it sure won't make me strong
Jesus save a singer, don't wait too long
Jesus save a singer
I've lingered and languished too long
Can a bad man be saved by singing a good song?
It's not gonna kill me, but it sure won’t make me strong
Jesus save a singer, don’t wait too long
I've learned some lessons in my time
I get the feeling
To think that it’s over yet
Do spiders really talk to flies?
If I met Jesus on the lane
He might recognize my face
He might recall some things I did
But He wouldn't know my name
If you won't save the singer well the world still has the song
Earthquake, thunder, fire, father
Liquoring and languaging
And I'm thinking you have a choice
And this future of mine can still be yours
I’m a bar band man
Running out of places to play
The cherry burns out in the dark
I close my eyes and see the spark
Glowing before me
When springtime rains they start their beat
The earthworm crawls into the street
And when the sun comes out
They dry up crispy
I've lingered and languished too long
Can a bad man be saved by singing a good song?
It’s not gonna kill me, but it sure won't make me strong
Jesus save a singer, don't wait too long
I’ve always been a quiet guy
I'd rather sing than speak my mind
Look where it got me
If I can't live the truth I can still try to sing it
Jesus save a singer
I squandered my strength for too long
Can a bad man be saved by singing a good song?
It's not gonna kill me, but it sure won't make me strong
Jesus save a singer, don't wait too long
Jesus save a singer
I've lingered and languished too long
Can a bad man be saved by singing a good song?
It's not gonna kill me, but it sure won’t make me strong
Jesus save a singer, don’t wait too long
I've learned some lessons in my time
I get the feeling
To think that it’s over yet
Do spiders really talk to flies?
If I met Jesus on the lane
He might recognize my face
He might recall some things I did
But He wouldn't know my name
If you won't save the singer well the world still has the song
Earthquake, thunder, fire, father
Liquoring and languaging
And I'm thinking you have a choice
And this future of mine can still be yours
I’m a bar band man
Running out of places to play
The cherry burns out in the dark
I close my eyes and see the spark
Glowing before me
When springtime rains they start their beat
The earthworm crawls into the street
And when the sun comes out
They dry up crispy