A.A. Bondy: Rapture (Sweet Rapture) Lyrics
I don't want to talk about Jesus, I just want to see his face.
I don't want to talk about Jesus, I just want to see his face.
The trees are swingin' like hangin' men, and I just want to see his face.
The trees are swingin' like hangin' men, and I just want to see his face.
And rapture, sweet rapture, won't you lay your hands on me.
Rapture, sweet rapture, won't you lay your hands on me.
For I am blind.
Mary take that that silver dagger and put it to my throat.
Mary take that that silver dagger and put it to my throat.
You see that levy it's bound to break, put the children in the boat.
You see that levy it's bound to break, put the children in the boat.
And rapture, sweet rapture, won't you lay your hands on me.
Rapture, sweet rapture, won't you lay your hands on me.
And rapture, sweet rapture, won't you lay your hands on me.
Rapture, sweet rapture, won't you lay your hands on me.
Mmmmmm.....
I don't want to talk about Jesus, I just want to see his face.
The trees are swingin' like hangin' men, and I just want to see his face.
The trees are swingin' like hangin' men, and I just want to see his face.
And rapture, sweet rapture, won't you lay your hands on me.
Rapture, sweet rapture, won't you lay your hands on me.
For I am blind.
Mary take that that silver dagger and put it to my throat.
Mary take that that silver dagger and put it to my throat.
You see that levy it's bound to break, put the children in the boat.
You see that levy it's bound to break, put the children in the boat.
And rapture, sweet rapture, won't you lay your hands on me.
Rapture, sweet rapture, won't you lay your hands on me.
And rapture, sweet rapture, won't you lay your hands on me.
Rapture, sweet rapture, won't you lay your hands on me.
Mmmmmm.....