The Ballad of Padre Miguel

I can't sleep tonight till my story is told I don't know how to let the story unfold I'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 life The hot desert sun can make a man mean And the dignity lost seldom is seen At the El Oaso cross I was sent there to preach My innocence lost and fell out of my reach And out of my sight Well, the holiest things are so hard to teach Like the holiest men are so hard to reach Well, I gave the kiss that betrayed the king And that was my face at Gethesemene Oh god, forgive me, yeah, god forgive me Oh god, forgive me, yeah, god forgive me