Heart of a Jealous Man

Oh Lord, what have I done I never meant to use that gun I came home early, I found 'em in my bed I went half crazy and I shot 'em dead I headed South down to Mexico The pain's still alive without parole Well, I got caught down in Birmingham They put the chains on a jealous man The Judge said son, you're going down I'll bury you in the cold, cold ground No one here can understand What goes through the heart of a jealous man Now, when I face on my judgment day I hope, the law won't turn away I pay with my life for what I've done Leave it in the hands of my father's son Tomorrow morning, I'm goin' down They'll bury me in the cold, cold ground I pray, the law will understand What goes through the heart of a jealous man I pray, the law will understand What goes through the heart of a jealous man