St. Teresa
Joan Osborne
St. Teresa Words and Music by Joan Osborne, Rick Chertoff, Eric Bazilian, and Rob Hyman She down on the corner, just a little crime. When I make my money, got to get my dime. She down with her baby, wind is full of trash. She bold as a streetlight, dark and sweet as hash. Way down in the hollow, leavin' so soon. Oh, St. Teresa, higher than the moon. Reach down for the sweet stuff, way she looks at me. I know any man sees you like I see. Follow down the side street, move in single file. She said, "That's where I'll hold you, sleepin' like a child." Way down in the hollow, leavin' so soon. Oh, St. Teresa, higher than the moon. Just what I been needin', feel it rise in me. She said, "Every stone a story, like a rosary." Corner St. Teresa, just a little crime. When I make my money, got to get my dime. Way down in the hollow, leavin' so soon. Oh, St. Teresa, higher than the moon. You crawled up in the sky. You crawled up in the clouds. Is there something you forgot to tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me? Show me, my Teresa, feel it rise in me. Every stone a story, like a rosary.90s Rock acoustic alternative blues Bluesy Rock calmer favorite ever favorites female vocalists folk folkrock Good Stuff intense joan osborne Mellow most listened 90s names New South nostalgia personal soundtrack sing sing sing soft rock songs I would cover if I were soul summer Talented Ladies Tunes for Jesus y-100 sonic sessions
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