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Well, Lee and Judas Priest
were the best of friends
So when Frankie Lee money one day
Judas quickly pulled out a of ten
And placed on a footstool
above the plotted plain,
Sayin', Take pick, Frankie Boy
My loss will be your

Well, Frankie Lee, he sat down
And put his to his chin
But the cold eyes of Judas on him
His began to spin
Would ya please not stare at me that, he said
It's just my foolish
But sometimes a man be alone
And this is no place to

Well, Judas, he just winked and
All right, I'll leave you
But you'd hurry up and choose
Which of those bills you
they all disappear
I'm start my pickin' right now
Just tell me where be

Judas down the road
And said,
Eternity, Frankie Lee
With a voice as as ice
That's right, Judas Priest, eternity
Though you might it 'Paradise

I call it anything
Said Frankie Lee with a
All right," said Judas
I'll see you a while

Well, Frankie Lee, he sat back
Feelin' low and
just then a passing stranger
Burst the scene
Saying, are you Frankie Lee, the
Whose is deceased
Well, if you are
a fellow callin' you down the road
And they say his is Priest

Oh, yes, he is my
Said Lee in fright
I do him very well
In fact, he just my sight
Yes, the one,said the stranger
As as a mouse
Well, my message is, down the road
Stranded in a

Well, Frankie Lee, he
He everything and ran
Until he came up to the
Where Judas Priest did
What of house is this,he said
I have come to roam
It's not a house,said Judas
not a house it's a home

Well, Frankie Lee, he
He soon all control
Over which he had made
While the mission did toll
He just stood there
At that big as bright as any sun
With four and twenty
And a woman's in every one

Well, up the stairs ran Lee
With a soulful, leap
And, foaming at the
He began to his midnight creep
For sixteen nights and days he
But on the seventeenth he
Into the arms of Judas
Which is where he died of

No one tried to say a
they took him out in jest
Except, of course, the neighbor boy
Who carried him to
And he just walked along,
his guilt so well concealed
And muttered underneath his
is revealed

Well, the moral of the
The of this song,
Is that one should never be
one does not belong.
So when you see your neighbor carryin'
him with his load
And don't go mistaking
For that home across the