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The Reverend had his done in
By a guy I knew in school
He and a should do her in
And it look like 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
Plus they were five hundred more
To get a gun

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

The Bible said Jesus bled
For the sins of the of us
The Reverend had his wife in
For hundred bucks

They knocked upon the
their car broke down
And if they could use the phone
For a ride back into

They stabbed her several
And left her for dead
and crying out
And gasping for
And they went out the next night
And about it

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

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

The screamed out
"Brutal murder, town preacher's wife"
The crime rocked all of Colbert
As each new came to light

It seems the had a girl
He counseled on the
Now the shit was down
And she was to lie

The preacher came from the funeral
And found waiting
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
prints 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 Tuscumbia
Was he when he died?

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

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