Tracy Byrd

Tracy Byrd - Walking To Jerusalem lyrics

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I dressed up in my best
My Ropers and my vest
And waited by the door with these roses
'Til you came walking in
With your high faluting friends
So busy looking down your noses
Now here you are ignoring me

Oh, girl, I might as well be

Walking to Jerusalem
Marching with Methuselah
Reading signs in Arabic
Raving like a lunatic
By the time you tell me I'm the one
I'll be sticking out my thumb
And walking to Jerusalem

You wore your boots last night
You kissed me and held me tight
You said you'd always be my cowgirl
But tonight you're hanging out
With your Christian Dior crowd
So where does that leave me now, girl
You're as cold as Polar regions
I oughta join the French Foreign Legion and go

Walking to Jerusalem
Marching with Methuselah
Reading signs in Arabic
Raving like a lunatic
By the time you tell me I'm the one
I'll be sticking out my thumb
And walking to Jerusalem

I can see me in a long robe
Studying the book of Job 

And walking to Jerusalem
Marching with Methuselah
Reading signs in Arabic
And raving like a lunatic
By the time you tell me I'm the one
I'll be sticking out my thumb
And walking
By the time you tell me I'm the one
I'll be sticking out my thumb
And walking to Jerusalem
And walking to Jerusalem
And walking to Jerusalem
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Copyrights:

Author: Sam Hogin, Mark D. Sanders

Composer: Sam Hogin, Mark D. Sanders

Publisher: MCA Records, Inc.

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Released in: 1995

Language: English

Appearing on: Love Lessons (1995) , The Millennium Collection: The Best Of Tracy Byrd (2001) , The Definitive Collection (2007)

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