Tekst piosenki
The priest waits for the train, He leaves today, He says "How could I have been so wrong for so long", He lights his last cigarette, He quits today, What better way to leave than turning a new leaf "Tell your mom I'm coming home, Tell your mom I'm coming home" The priest drinks from a flask, It keeps him warm, He says "I've felt this way before", The book is a book, The cross is wood, The priest is a man "Tell your mom I'm coming home, Tell your mom I'm coming home"
