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 liesHe cried like a baby

He screamed like a panther in the middle of the night

And he saddled his pony

And he went for a rideIt's the time of the preacher in the year of O one

Now the lesson is over and the killin's begun