Deadman
The Ballad of Padre Miguel
I can't sleep tonight, till my story is toldI don't know how to let the story unfoldI'm a man of the cloth, and my conscience is bad;I've got a gift for the cards and making men mad,And running for lifeThe hot desert sun, can make a man meanAnd the dignity lost, seldom is seenAt the El Paso Cross, I was sent there to preachMy innocence lost, and fell out of my reachAnd out of my siteWell the "holiest" things are so hard to teachLike the "holiest" men are so hard to reach,Well I gave the kiss that betrayed the KingAnd that was my face at GethesemeneOh God forgive me.
From Letras Mania