Watch his little white eyes As he rides three white horses
Bringing home the daily bread Finding you both in my bed I thought that he was just a friend I never thought he would wind up dead Maybe you should think of him as lucky?
And as the town begins to die And punishment comes from within Let the first stone to be thrown By the person who knows no sin
Pushed out from the shore
Let the waves command the sea Let them wash all over me Let the sea command the crime Let the water drown the time As I begin to to carry on I know that I'll soon be gone Who am I to blame them for knowing what they have been told? I know that my life is lost for paying more than the cost Of coming home and seeing red and ending his life with bloody death Loving and losing my heart's wife justifies the loss of life afforded for the unkept mind And the touch of the jealous kind.