Текст: The Notorious Cherry Bombs. 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