Here it is

SIX HOURS ON THE CROSS

Our Savior was praying one day in the garden
He knew that He must soon give His life.
He knew that He must go to Calvary,
I tell you, my friends, He paid a great price.

CHORUS:
Six hours on the cross our Savior was dying,
Six hours on the cross, Oh, what a sad time.
"My God, oh my God, why am I forsaken?"
Six hours on the cross, your Savior and mine.

The soldiers lead Jesus through the judgment hall,
He suffered and bled for one and for all.
They crowned His head and spit in His face.
There was no one to take His place.

So tired and so weary but He couldn't lay down,
His cross was so heavy, He fell to the ground.
Oh, sinner, repent and give up your pride,
Six hours on the cross our Savior died.

from here.

Cheers!
Ian