Lighter

The preacher called
For a wanted man
But found his daughter
Had blood red hands
He said
“I can see the light of day
It’s hard to see it through the haze
I can see the lighter flame
It’s hard to see it”
The preacher, crawling
To the hunter’s door,
Said “I’ll pay the bounty
If you spare her soul”
He said,
“I can see the light of day
It’s hard to see it through the haze
I can see the lighter flame
It’s hard to see it”
“I can see the light of day
It’s hard to see it through the haze
I can see the lighter flame
It’s hard to see it