Текст песни The Preacher (Bing Crosby, Louis Armstrong) с переводом

Up in the north where the cold wind blows

Over the prairie gold

There’s a church bell screaming

On the steeple high

Gather ye children of men

With one hand on the trigger, one hand on the cross

Jesus and his family are two things he’s lost

March him to the scaffold and string him up on high

The call came out from the crowd

There’s blood in their eyes and blood in their hearts

For, the blood turning dry on his hands

With one hand on the trigger, one hand on the cross

Jesus and his family are two things he’s lost

He cries, oh Lord what have you done

You wont never see heaven or kingdom come

He cries, oh Lord what have you done

You won’t never see heaven or kingdom come

Listen to me my wayward flock

He cried with a noose round his neck

I spoke to the Lord on the mountain top

His bidding was all I could do

I spoke to the Lord on the mountain top

His bidding was all I could do

He cries, oh Lord your works been done

Now show me heaven or kingdom come

He cries, oh Lord your works been done

Now show me heaven or kingdom come

One hand on the trigger, one hand on the cross

Jesus and his family are two things he’s lost

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