Shes a little overdressed, but it never hurts to shine She invokes the turtle dove, she awaits the number 9 Standin alone in the grey of the morning But soon the riders come to wait, and they take their papers out They do not know the girl, but they know that shes about Keepin the light and the warnin And the bus comes like thunder And the doves rise around her And she dont mind the winter cause shes workin for jesus And shes workin for love And shes workin for love Theres a clock beside the bed, theres a bible on the stand She will come home after dark, she will take the book in hand Feelin the grains of the black leather bindin And so she speaks to me sometimes of flesh and mortal chains And where the ashes go, and the spirit that remains Risin like mist, see it shinin And her words sound like thunder And the spirit has found her And she knows how to reach me Cause shes workin for jesus And shes workin for love And shes workin for love Well, I have set my foot upon the road of black and white I have passed the gates of dawn, I am makin for the light Barrin the door on the darkness and sorrow But she is somewhere up ahead, she is far beyond my reach She has walked across the sea, she is sleepin on the beach Borderin time and tomorrow And her days pass in wonder And the angels surround her And she dont even miss me Cause shes workin for jesus And shes workin for love Shes workin for jesus And shes workin for love And shes workin for jesus And shes workin for love And shes workin for love And shes workin for love And shes workin for love And shes workin for love
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