Oh no, what have I done
Never mean to use that gun
Cam home early, found them in my bed
I went half crazy and I shot them dead
I hit it sound down to Mexico
Base to rely without Peru
But I got caught down in Birmingham
They put the chains on a jealous man
Just sad son, you're going down
Bury you in the cold cold ground
No one here can understand
What goes through the heart of a jealous man
When I face all my judgement day
I hope the law don't turn away
I pay with my life for what I've done
Leave it in the hand of my father son
Tomorrow morning I'm going down
Bury me in the cold cold ground
Pray to Lord, we'll understand
What goes through the heart of a jealous man
Pray to Lord, we'll understand
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