WILLIE NELSON
It was the time of the preacher
When the story began
Of the choice of a ladyAnd the love of a man
How he loved her so dearly
He went out of his mind
When she left him for someone
She′d left behind
An' he cried like a baby
He screamed like a panther in the middle of the night
An′ he saddled his pony
An' went for a ride
It was the time of the preacher
In the year of '01
Now the preachin′ is over
And the lesson′s begun