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

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

The were paid a thousand bucks
To eliminate
Plus they were paid five more
To get a gun

The guy I had a hunting knife
"Why with a gun?
She'll still be dead, why details
As long as it done"

The Bible said that bled
For the of the rest of us
The Reverend had his wife in
For hundred bucks

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

They stabbed her times
And left her there for
Bleeding and out
And for breath
And they went out the next night
And about it

The Reverend home from work
And found the Mrs.
Life was falling from her
But she lay there trying

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

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

It the preacher had a girl
He on the side
Now the shit was down
And she was to lie

The preacher came from the funeral
And found waiting
The heathens, it seems, got up and drunk
And did a lot of

Life is for a couple of creeps
But this here is the
Their prints were found all the room
But not on the fireplace

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

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

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