Deep down in Texas,
some years ago
There was a poor preacher,
I came to know
He'd been doing God's work
most of his life
What he was known for most was his wife
she was as pretty as she was wild
she gave him no comfort
she bore him no child
she set him no table
she baked him no bread
and once when I asked him about it
said love is a crow
You bear a thorny crown, you wear
I'm not a saint, I never was
But brother,
she knows not what she does
Love is a cross,
you bear
Soon I moved on, soon I lost track
One night in Denver, it all came back
In a beautiful church with a glorious choir
There he was preaching
his brimstone and fire
Then this angel that I'd seen before
Came out and joined him in his holy war
She looked at her husband as the bell rang
She lifted her angelic voice up and sang
Love is a cross you bear
A thorny crown you wear
Once I was lost, but now I'm found
Once I was weak, I let love down
Love is a cross you bear
As I left that church, amazed as can be
A great revelation came unto me
Of all of the good things
this life is made of,
The best is the sweat
from the labor of love.
Love is a cross you bear,
A thorny crown you wear,
Sinner repent and make amends.
Love has been dying for your sins,
Love is across you there.