Willie Nelson "Time of the Preacher Theme" |
PART TWO: 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. An' he saddled his pony, An he went for a ride. It was the time of the preacher in the year of 01. Now the lesson is over and the killin's begun. Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |