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