Lyrics

Heathens Like Me

© Felix Guerrero, 1986

I wonder if you ever think about me in the morning
While worrying over what you're going to wear?
I wonder if you ever wonder what ever happened
To the rustic boy you loved so many long nights ago?
Do you wonder why I never called?
Do you wonder what you'd be
If you had chosen me.

I think of you on Sundays as I pass an open church door.
The preacher waves his arms and speaks his highest Hallelujah!
Saving all his ladies from heathens.
Saving all his ladies from heathens.
Saving all his ladies from heathens
Heathens like me.
Do you wonder where I live, who I see, and if I'm happy?
Or when you see the Rocky Mountains on TV, do you wish
You could visit old places, another life? My how time has gone so quickly!
Why don't mem'ries ever fade?
Do you wonder why I never called?
Do you wonder what you'd be
If you had chosen me.

I think of you on Sundays as I pass an open church door.
The preacher waves his arms and speaks his highest Hallelujah!
Saving all his ladies from heathens.
Saving all his ladies from heathens.
Saving all his ladies from heathens
Heathens like me.

I wonder who you turn to when you wake up from dreaming.
Do you ever call the number in your head?
When the night seems so stifling like a steamy Louisiana river,
Do you wish it was still long ago?
Do you wonder why I never called?
Do you wonder who you'd be
If you had only chosen me.

I think of you on Sundays as I pass an open church door.
The preacher waves his arms and shouts his highest Hallelujah!
Saving all his ladies from heathens.
Saving all his ladies from heathens.
Saving all his ladies from heathens
Heathens like me.