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

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

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

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

The Bible said that Jesus
For the of the rest of us
The Reverend had his done in
For fifteen bucks

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

They stabbed her several
And left her for dead
Bleeding and out
And for breath
And went out the very next night
And about it

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

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

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

It the preacher had a girl
He counseled on the
Now the was coming down
And she was to lie

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

Life is cheap for a couple of
But this is the smoker
Their prints were all 'round the room
But not on the fireplace

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

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

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