"The Ballad of Padre Miguel" as written by and Steven Collins....
I can't sleep tonight, till my story is told
I don't know how to let the story unfold
I'm a man of the cloth, and my conscience is bad;
I've got a gift for the cards and making men mad,
And running for life

The hot desert sun, can make a man mean
And the dignity lost, seldom is seen
At the El Paso Cross, I was sent there to preach
My innocence lost, and fell out of my reach
And out of my site

Well the "holiest" things are so hard to teach
Like the "holiest" men are so hard to reach,
Well I gave the kiss that betrayed the King
And that was my face at Gethesemene
Oh God forgive me.

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"The Ballad of Padre Miguel" as written by Steven Collins


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