Lyrics Foy Vance – The Christ And The Crook

Anna Jean, darling, don’t leave me
On the count of my drinking
Or the fact that I don’t like the church
But still love the Lord

I ain’t about to go looking for answers
In the body of Christ, it’s riddled with cancer
If I wanna get to the truth I’ll just get out the book
And if you have ears to hear then listen
And eyes to see all the lies you’ve been missing
There’s just as much truth in the Christ
As there is in the Crook

Anna Jean darling don’t leave me
On the count of my dreaming
Sometimes the dreams like a horseman
On a mare in the night
Fumbling his way through the forest
Tryna find a road that’s true
Sometimes he wakes in a clearing
In the cool morning light

So I ain’t about to go looking for answers
In the body of Christ, it’s riddled with cancer
If I wanna get to the truth I’ll just get out the book
And if you have ears to hear then listen
And eyes to see all the lies you’ve been missing
There’s just as much truth in the Christ
As there is in the Crook

So Anna Jean, darling, don’t leave me