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Oh Lord, what have I doneI never meant to use that gunI came home early, I found 'em in my bedI went half crazy and I shot 'em deadI headed South down to MexicoThe pain's still alive without paroleWell, I got caught down in BirminghamThey put the chains on a jealous manThe Judge said son, you're going downI'll bury you in the cold, cold groundNo one here can understandSongtexteWhat goes through the heart of a jealous manNow, when I face on my judgment dayI hope, the law won't turn awayI pay with my life for what I've doneLeave it in the hands of my father's sonTomorrow morning, I'm goin' downThey'll bury me in the cold, cold groundI pray, the law will understandWhat goes through the heart of a jealous manI pray, the law will understandWhat goes through the heart of a jealous man Aus Songtexte Mania