Текст песни One Cross Apiece - Obits

One Cross Apiece

God speaks through men
In the city I live in
One cross apiece
for all his enemies
One cross apiece
I come so slow to learn it
and now that I’m old
and the feeling is returning
put me back on the dole
God speaks through men
In the city I live in
One cross apiece
for all his enemies
One cross apiece