Will you pray for meWhen the roots of the oak and my ribcage are braidin'?If I can thinkLord knows that I will fondly pray for youHigh on the hill where the fox horns blowAnd down in the grave where they lay me lowCatholic girl, pray for meYou're my only hope for heavenWhen I was a boyI'd drink and love, smoke and snort my fillAll the whileI kept in mind the Lord's redeemin' graceHigh on the hill where the fox horns blowAnd down in the city where the heathens goCatholic girl, pray for meYou're my only hope for heavenDo you reckon he lets free-will boysMope around in purgatory?I know that hellIs just as real as I am surely breathin'But I've heard taleOf a middle ground I think could work for meWhen the time has come for changin' worldsI hedge my bets with a Catholic girlCatholic girl, pray for me
