Saving Josephine

My Josephine with candle and no one else in sight
She comes through my window in the darkest part of night
She knows not wrong from right
My Josephine with candle and no one else in sight

My Josephine in a white dress, hair all in a mess
Her daddy’s lovin’ her more and she’s lovin’ him less
She needs a man to caress
My Josephine in a white dress, and hair all in a mess

Oh Josephina------,where do you go when times get cold
Oh Josephina------, finding a man to warm your soul.
Oh Josephina before you get too old

My Josephine with her bible, for Sunday morning praise
She knows that in the morning her soul will be saved
She only lives at night, in fear of her days
My Josephine with her bible, for Sunday morning praise

My Josephine with eyes that will turn the sky a blue
She’s like an unlearned child, she knows not what she do
She’s unlike the rest, but still like me and you
My Josephine with her eyes that will turn the sky a blue.

Oh Josephina------,where do you go when times get cold
Oh Josephina------, finding a man to warm your soul.
Oh Josephina before you get too old

My Josephine with a silver cross that hangs on her chest
When she kneels, she prays for the souls that do not rest
And her gold hair flows all down her breast
My Josephine with a silver cross that hangs on her chest

My Josephine with a spirit of the dying light
She sleeps beside me as the candle burns out the night
Bible pages waving, as her blue eyes are opened to sight
My Josephine with a spirit of the dying light.