I thought I saw young Jesus Christ nUnderneath the Greenbriar RidgenHolding hands one August night nNot far from where we livednnI pass the days along the bridge nAnd under lies a sea nAnd broken glass was on the floornI never could believennI looked for her Jarvis Town nAlong the MonghaleeI looked for her in Williamstown nUpon the Chesapeake nnI thought I saw Jesus Christ nA hair’s breadth from a brawl nHe turned his eyes away from me nAnd saved me from my fallnnI asked this man who lived here nMany years before nWhy do I feel cursed for having any faith at allnAnd there I spoke to many of mannWho claimed to lye with she nHe laughed into his whiskey nThen he shook his head at mennI thought I saw young Jesus ChristnUnderneath the Greenbriar Ridge nHolding hands with you one night nNot far from where we livednnI pass the days along the bridge nAnd under lies a sea nAnd broken glass was on the floornI never could believenn