And the preacher said he had been a good man
And his mother said he had nothing to hide
But what no one could understand
was how he could have died of pride
Yes we all have known the badlands
We know they have secrets to hide
And even the city fathers and the lawman
They both died of pride
Well she lived in seedy districts
Where flowers rarely bloomed
And she held a candle to the instincts
That was how her bust just boomed
But even that was as a cola can
She kicked down the city street side
But it wasn't enough to keep her man
That was how she died of pride
Well they went to the village
Where the lions slept
And they held out their baskets of fruit to accept
But it was no use, there were no Pets
And so they died of pride
