Up in the north where the cold winds blow
Over the prairie gold
There's a church bell screaming
On the steeple high
Gather ye children of men

With one hand on the trigger, one hand on the cross
Jesus and his family are two things he's lost

March him to the scaffold and string him up on high
The call came out from the crowd
There's blood in their eyes and blood in their hearts
For, the blood turning dry on his hands

With one hand on the trigger, one hand on the cross
Jesus and his family are two things he's lost

Christ oh Lord what have you done
You won't never see heaven or [bad word] Christ oh Lord what have you done
You won't never see heaven or [bad word] 
Listen to me my wayward flock
He cried with a noose round his neck

I spoke to the lord on the mountain top
His bidding was all I could do
I spoke to the lord on the mountain top
His bidding was all I could do

Christ oh Lord your works been done
Now show me heaven or [bad word] Christ oh Lord your works been done
Now show me heaven or [bad word] 
One hand on the trigger, one hand on the cross
Jesus and his family are two things he's lost.