Thief on the Cross

Writen by: Bob Dylan

Thief on the Cross

Bob Dylan

(Thief on the cross
Chances are slim)

There´s a thief on the cross
His chances are slim
There´s thief on the cross
I want to talk to him

Well everybody´s been diverted
Everybody lookin´ the other way
Everybody´s attention is divided
Well they may not afford to wait, well

There´s a thief on the cross
His chances are slim
There´s thief on the cross
I want to talk to him

Wanna ask him ´bout his mother
Wanna ask him ´bout his world
Wanna ask him ´bout to talk to himself
If this time it didn´t roll too well, wеll

There´s a thief on thе cross
His chances are slim
There´s thief on the cross
I want to talk to him

Well, everybody know too excited
Don´t be too surprised
Head for the dawn and you can see it well
And it´s rising in his eyes, well

There´s a thief on the cross
His chances are slim
There´s thief on the cross
I want to talk to him

There´s a thief on the cross
There´s a thief on the cross

Now there´s winning, ruling and readin´
Everybody goes (?)
Every scene be too excited
Whether Iran or Mexico, well

There´s a thief on the cross
His chances are slim
There´s thief on the cross
I want to talk to him

There´s a thief on the cross
Thief on the cross
There´s a thief on the cross
There´s a thief on the cross
There´s a thief on the cross

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