Time of the Preacher

It was a time of the preacher

When the story began

Of the choice of a lady

And the love of a man

How he loved her so dearly

He went out of his mind

When she left him for someone

That she'd left behind

And he cried like a baby

And he screamed like a panther

In the middle of the night

And he saddled his pony

And he went for a ride

It was a time of the preacher

In the year of O-one

Now the preaching is over

And the lesson's begun