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The Reverend had his wife in
By a guy I in high school
He and a should do her in
And make it look a robbery

"Here's money, son, go buy a gun
And shoot her in the
No one who dies,
sure that she is dead"

The heathens were a thousand bucks
To someone
they were paid five hundred more
To get a gun

The guy I knew had a knife
"Why bother a gun?
She'll still be dead, why sweat
As long as it done"

The Bible said that Jesus
For the sins of the of us
The had his wife done in
For fifteen bucks

They knocked the door
Said their car down
And asked if they could use the
For a back into town

They stabbed her times
And left her for dead
and crying out
And gasping for
And they went out the very next
And bragged it

The Reverend came home work
And the Mrs. dying
Life was falling from her
But still she lay trying

No one ever know what she told him
Or know he told her
'Cause the did his wife in
whacks, fireplace poker

The headlines out
"Brutal murder, small preacher's wife"
The crime rocked all of Colbert
As each new fact to light

It seems the preacher had a
He counseled on the
Now the shit was coming
And she was to lie

The preacher came home from the
And found policemen
The heathens, it seems, got coked up and
And did a lot of

Life is for a couple of creeps
But here is the smoker
Their were found all 'round the room
But not on the poker

The son brought his father home
And followed him
Shots rang out in the night
Was he when he died?

"Don't the son for questioning
bullet was deserved
Better call it suicide, has been served"
call it suicide, justice has been served

The Reverend had his done in
By a guy I in high school
He and a friend do her in
And make it like a robbery