Chord progression: slow acoustic (I wrote in on piano): F, C5, G, G,

Preacher's daughter has a secret
I think he knows by now
What became of the young girl's heart?
Whatever happened to this town?

Somewhere inbetween my fears and struggles
I watched her laugh at the sin
I will not see her Sunday morning
It'll be too late by then

On my knees and cursing the sun
For letting her run away
Oh how I miss you, how I long to see you
And how I know its in vain

I fell in love with the preacher's daughter
I missed the shot by a mile
Now it's over, come Sunday morning
She'll be too hungover to smile