Part of the hammond demos.   (recorded by allan clarke on solo album in 1975) written by bruce      Well there's a light on yonder mountain   And it's calling me to shine   There's a girl over by the water fountain   And she's asking to be mine   And ain't that jesus, he's standing in the doorway   With a buckskin jacket, boots and spurs, so really fine   He says "we need you up in dodge city, son   'cause there's oh so many bad boys (just too many outlaw)   Tryin' to work the same line"      Well now if jesus was the sheriff and I were the priest   If my lady was an heiress and my mama was a thief   Oh and papa rode shotgun for the fargo line   There's still too many outlaws   Tryin' to work the same line      Now old sweet virgin mary   She runs the holy grail saloon   Where for a nickel they'll give you whisky   And the personally blessed balloon   And the holy ghost, he's the host with the most   He runs the burlesque show   Where they let you in for free   But oh hit you for your soul when you go   And mary serves mass on sunday   And then she sells her body on monday   To the bootlegger who will pay the highest price   But he don't know he got stuck with a loser   Mary's a stone junkie, what's more she's a boozer   And she's only been made once or twice   By some kind of magic      Well things ain't been the same in heaven   Ever since big bad bobby came to town   He's been known to down eleven   And then ask for another round   And me I got scabs on my knees   From kneeling way too long   I gotta take a stand, be the man, up where you belong   And forget about the old friends and the old times   Because there's just too many new boys   Tryin' to work the same line      Well now if jesus was the sheriff and I were the priest   If my lady was an heiress and my mama was a thief   Oh and papa rode shotgun for the fargo line   There's still too many bad boys   Tryin' to work the same line      Now there's a light on yonder mountain   And it's calling me to shine   There's a girl by the water fountain   And she's asking to be mine   And jesus, he's standing in the doorway   With his six-guns drawn, and ready to fan   He says "we need you son, up in dodge city"   But I'm already overdue in cheyenne