Time of the Preacher Theme

But he could not forgive her
Though he tried and tried and tried
And the halls of his memories
Still echo her lies

He cried like a baby
He screamed like a panther in the middle of the night
And he saddled his pony
And he went for a ride

It's the time of the preacher in the year of O one
Now the lesson is over and the killin's begun