Jason T. Ingram - Missionary's Graveyard

She saved enough money for an airplane ride
She filled her big pack with band-aids and hard candy
And crosses and napkins and some Neosporin
Landed on Cannibal Island, by herself

She danced in the mud while singing to the children
Others thought she was a ghost with cobwebs
They threatened with spears and her fears went crazy
And circled around with fire, she prayed for help

And she cried, yes she cried in a missionary's graveyard
She cried, yes she cried in her missionary suit
She gave up her life and she learned how to die
In the missionary's graveyard
In the missionary's graveyard

They sliced her with blades as she praised the Father
Glad for the chance that she could be a martyr
Hands in the air and with a smile on her face
Cut into pieces and burned in the fire

And she died, yes she died in a missionary's graveyard
She died, yes she died in her missionary suit
She gave up her life and she learned how to fly
In the missionary's graveyard
In the missionary's graveyard
In the missionary's graveyard

Written by:
Jason Ingram

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find