he rolls into town when the sun is high
leave your home and kiss your family good bye
your ears will ring with the words he brings
preach on, preach on, man of god, preach on
he'll pardon your sins and cure your ills
his intentions are pure, but he's hell on wheels
your heart he'll smote with every note
sing on, sing on, man of god, sing on
you wake up one morning, town's quiet again
he's taken his mercies and a bottle of gin
your eyes will burn but he'll soon return
ride on, ride on, man of god, ride on
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