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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 make it look a robbery

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

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

The guy I knew had a knife
"Why with 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 hundred

They knocked the door
their car broke down
And asked if could use the phone
For a ride into town

They her several times
And left her for dead
and crying out
And for breath
And they went out the very night
And about it

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

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, small town wife"
The crime all of Colbert County
As new fact came to light

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

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

is cheap for a couple of creeps
But this here is the
Their were found all 'round the room
But not on the fireplace

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

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

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