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Plastic Jesus chords
Ed Rush / George Cromarty 1957 The Goldcoast Singers (Ernie Marrs lyrics + ?)
Open or Capo II
Well, I don t care if it rains or freezes,
Long as I have my plastic Jesus
Riding on the dashboard of my car
Through all trials and tribulations,
We will travel every nation,
With my plastic Jesus I ll go far.
Plastic Jesus, plastic Jesus,
riding on the dashboard of my car
Through all trials and tribulations,
we will travel every nation,
with my plastic Jesus I ll go far.
I don t care if it rains or freezes,
as long as I ve got my plastic Jesus,
glued to the dashboard of my car
You can buy him phosphorescent,
glows in the dark, he s pink and pleasant,
take him with you when you re travelling far
Plastic Jesus, plastic Jesus,
riding on the dashboard of my car
Through all trials and tribulations,
we will travel every nation,
with my plastic Jesus I ll go far.
I don t care if it s dark or scary,
long as I have magnetic Mary,
ridin on the dashboard of my car
I feel I m protected amply,
I ve got the whole damn Holy Family,
riding on the dashboard of my car
Plastic Jesus, plastic Jesus,
riding on the dashboard of my car
Through all trials and tribulations,
we will travel every nation,
with my plastic Jesus I ll go far.
You can buy a sweet Madonna,
dressed in rhinestones,
sitting on a pedestal of abalone shell
Goin ninety, I m not wary,
Cause I ve got my Virgin Mary
guaranteeing I won t go to Hell
Plastic Jesus, plastic Jesus,
riding on the dashboard of my car
Through all trials and tribulations,
we will travel every nation,
with my plastic Jesus I ll go far.
I don t care if it bumps or jostles
Long as I got the Twelve Apostles
Bolted to the dashboard of my car
Don t I have a pious mess
Such a crowd of holiness
Strung across the dashboard of my car
Plastic Jesus, plastic Jesus,
riding on the dashboard of my car
Through all trials and tribulations,
we will travel every nation,
with my plastic Jesus I ll go far.
No, I don t care if it rains or freezes
Long as I have my plastic Jesus
Riding on the dashboard of my car
But I think he ll have to go
His magnet ruins my radio
And if we have a wreck he ll leave a scar
Plastic Jesus, plastic Jesus,
riding on the dashboard of my car
Through all trials and tribulations,
we will travel every nation,
with my plastic Jesus I ll go far.
Riding through the thoroughfare
With his nose up in the air
A wreck may be ahead, but he don t mind
Trouble coming, he don t see
He just keeps his eyes on me
And any other thing that lies behind
Plastic Jesus, Plastic Jesus
Riding on the dashboard of my car
Though the sun shines on his back
Makes him peel, chip, and crack
A little patching keeps him up to par
When pedestrians try to cross
I let them know who s boss
I never blow my horn or give them warning
I ride all over town
Trying to run them down
And it s seldom that they live to see the morning
Plastic Jesus, Plastic Jesus
Riding on the dashboard of my car
His halo fits just right
And I use it as a sight
And they ll scatter or they ll splatter near and far
When I m in a traffic jam
He don t care if I say Damn
I can let all sorts of curses roll
Plastic Jesus doesn t hear
For he has a plastic ear
The man who invented plastic saved my soul
Plastic Jesus, Plastic Jesus
Riding on the dashboard of my car
Once his robe was snowy white
Now it isn t quite so bright
Stained by the smoke of my cigar
God made Christ a Holy Jew
God made Him a Christian too
Paradoxes populate my car
Joseph beams with a feigned elan
From the shaggy dash of my furlined van
Famous cuckold in the master plan
Naughty Mary, smug and smiling
Jesus dainty and beguiling
Knee-deep in the piling of my van
His message clear by night or day
My phosphorescent plastic Gay
Simpering from the dashboard of my van
When I m goin fornicatin
I got my ceramic Satan
Sinnin on the dashboard of my Winnebago Motor Home
The women know I m on the level
Thanks to the wild-eyed stoneware devil
Ridin on the dashboard of my Winnebago Motor Home
Sneerin from the dashboard of my Winnebago Motor Home
Leering from the dashboard of my van
If I weave around at night
And the police think I m tight
They ll never find my bottle, though they ask
Plastic Jesus shelters me
For His head comes off, you see
He s hollow, and I use Him for a flask
Plastic Jesus, plastic Jesus
Riding on the dashboard of my car
Ride with me and have a dram
Of the blood of the Lamb
Plastic Jesus is a holy bar
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