Named your boys for the Gospels Cuz you're a God fearing man And you always kept a Bible Like a pistol near your hand Just like Johnny you were a rambler But not the leaving kind You went pasture to pasture With your sheep in mind On the night that you left us A new baby cried Just a couple steps behind you An eye for an eye We sang gun fighter ballads As I bounced on your thigh I was way too young then To understand time But you'd get up every Sunday To don your black and white Shooting straight from the pulpit You'd point us toward the light At the last Thanksgiving Family praying side by side You spoke of God's plan Said she'd come in nine months time On the night that you left us That new baby cried Just a couple steps behind you An eye for an eye We wore black on that first Sunday Like you'd always done before We read from your last sermon Said goodbye forever more The army sent some young boys Fired guns before we laid you down Played taps with that baby crying As the sun set to the sound On that night that you left us That new baby cried Just a couple steps behind you An eye for an eye An eye for an eye