The Preacher

Intro: (2X) E--0----0------------- (Feel your way through this part) A---0h2--0h2---3------ D--------------2---0-- G---------------0--2-- B----------------1--3- e------0----0----0--0- The cold wind blew the preacher grieved He said they're comin' after me I ain't exactly what I seem to be He pulled his pistol from his side Pointed it at me and cried And then he laid a bullet deep in my chest He stood still revealin' the story That I knew was true before And now because of it I lay dying He claimed to run with Jesse James, William Bonnie, and they all the same I ain't no preacher man I was born of fire Pre Chorus: * Hey can't you hear that train coming now Rollin' fast down the tracks to hell their bound Chorus: Well I'm in over my head again I hear those pistols layin' down And I have takin' the lives of many men Now the angel's comin' down I said the Angel of Death is coming down Well up in the horizon Laid the red sun beatin' cold and dying And taking with it all the lives the preacher stole Well you see the preacher is not real He clench his fists of rage and steal And spit the fires of Satan at your soul He beat the path to Heaven's door The angels said they'd take no more Now he walks the Earth forever lone And on the stone that marked his death When he did finally lay to rest Were the lonely words "I'm going home"