The Fireplace Poker Lyrics - Go-go Boots - Drive By Truckers

The Reverend had his wife done in 

By a guy I knew in high school 

He and a friend should do her in 

And make it look like a robbery 

"Here's money, son, go buy a gun 

And shoot her in the head 

No one who dies, testifies 

Make sure that she is dead" 

The heathens were paid a thousand bucks 

To eliminate someone 

Plus they were paid five hundred more 

To get themselves a gun 

The guy I knew had a hunting knife 

"Why bother with a gun? 

She'll still be dead, why sweat details 

As long as it gets done" 

The Bible said that Jesus bled 

For the sins of the rest of us 

The Reverend had his wife done in 

For fifteen hundred bucks 

They knocked upon the door 

Said their car broke down 

And asked if they could use the phone 

For a ride back into town 

They stabbed her several times 

And left her there for dead 

Bleeding and crying out 

And gasping for breath 

And they went out the very next night 

And bragged about it 

The Reverend came home from work 

And found the Mrs. dying 

Life was falling from her grasp 

But still she lay there trying 

No one will ever know what she told him 

Or know what he told her 

'Cause the Reverend did his wife in 

Fifteen whacks, fireplace poker 

The headlines screamed out 

"Brutal murder, small town preacher's wife" 

The crime rocked all of Colbert County 

As each new fact came to light 

It seems the preacher had a girl 

He counseled on the side 

Now the shit was coming down 

And she was scared to lie 

The preacher came home from the funeral 

And found policemen waiting 

The heathens, it seems, got coked up and drunk 

And did a lot of communicating 

Life is cheap for a couple of creeps 

But this here is the smoker 

Their prints were found all 'round the room 

But not on the fireplace poker 

The preacher's son brought his father home 

And followed him inside 

Shots rang out in the Tuscumbia night 

Was he alone when he died? 

"Don't call the son for questioning 

That bullet was deserved 

Better call it suicide, justice has been served" 

Better call it suicide, justice has been served 

The Reverend had his wife done in 

By a guy I knew in high school 

He and a friend should do her in 

And make it look like a robbery