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The Reverend had his done 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 her in the head
No one who dies,
Make that she is dead"

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

The guy I knew had a hunting
"Why bother a gun?
still be dead, why sweat details
As as it gets done"

The Bible that Jesus bled
For the sins of the of us
The had his wife done in
For fifteen hundred

They knocked upon the
Said car broke down
And asked if they use the phone
For a ride into town

They stabbed her several
And left her there for
Bleeding and out
And for breath
And they went out the very next
And bragged it

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

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

The headlines out
"Brutal murder, town preacher's wife"
The rocked all of Colbert County
As each new came 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 policemen waiting
The heathens, it seems, got up and drunk
And did a lot of

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

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

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

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