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The preacher man began to pray
The Lord his lamb to keep
For many souls who drift away
Have fallen in the deep
Beside a welcome bed of hay
The lamb came home to sleep
For all the ones who go astray
Are still the shepherd's sheep
The morning sun came calling soon
And Billy called ahead
The minister said come at noon
When we are out of bed
The ceremony was delayed
Until the cows were fed
The minister was duly paid
And this is what he said
The jealousy which festers more
Is something bad for certain
And trust requires an open door
And not an iron curtain
Your flowers will not ease the pain
Of one whose heart is hurtin'
So please don't drive your spouse insane
Because you won't stop flirtin' . . . .
continued in part 4
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