Heart of a Jealous Man

Oh Lord, what have I done

I never meant to use that gun

I came home early, I found 'em in my bed

I went half crazy and I shot 'em dead



I headed South down to Mexico

The pain's still alive without parole

Well, I got caught down in Birmingham

They put the chains on a jealous man



The Judge said son, you're going down

I'll bury you in the cold, cold ground

No one here can understand

What goes through the heart of a jealous man



Now, when I face on my judgment day

I hope, the law won't turn away

I pay with my life for what I've done

Leave it in the hands of my father's son



Tomorrow morning, I'm goin' down

They'll bury me in the cold, cold ground

I pray, the law will understand

What goes through the heart of a jealous man



I pray, the law will understand

What goes through the heart of a jealous man