The Preacher

Up in the north where the cold wind blows Over the prairie gold There's a church bell screaming On the steeple high Gather ye children of men With one hand on the trigger, one hand on the cross Jesus and his family are two things he's lost March him to the scaffold and string him up on high The call came out from the crowd There's blood in their eyes and blood in their hearts For, the blood turning dry on his hands With one hand on the trigger, one hand on the cross Jesus and his family are two things he's lost He cries Oh Lord what have you done You wont never see heaven or kingdom come He cries Oh Lord what have you done You won't never see heaven or kingdom come Listen to me my wayward flock He cried with a noose round his neck I spoke to the lord on the mountain top His bidding was all I could do I spoke to the lord on the mountain top His bidding was all I could do He cries Oh Lord your works been done Now show me heaven or kingdom come He cries Oh Lord your works been done Now show me heaven or kingdom come One hand on the trigger, one hand on the cross Jesus and his family are two things he's lost.