Time of the Preacher Theme
But he could not forgive her

Though he tried and tried and tried

And the halls of his memories

Still echo her lies

Cried He like a baby

He screamed like a panther
In the middle of the night

And he saddled his pony

And he went for a ride

It's the time of the preacher

In the year of one

Now the lesson is over

And the killin's begun