Run-down church, red clay
River covered in a smoky haze
Sunday morning, the fires out
Sunday morning, no one about
The earth is soft, this time of year
Boots get caked from there to here
Down the road, route 25
Found this boy barely alive
(Chorus) Jesus is on the wire
So far away, higher and higher
Took him down, off a fence
Cold as ice, almost dead
They said that he slept with guys
They said that he was gonna die
(Chorus) Jesus is on the wire
So far away, higher and higher
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