G Bm Well, Frankie Lee and Judas PriestAm G They were the best of friendsG Bm So when Frankie Lee needed money one dayAm G Judas quickly pulled out a roll of tensG Bm And placed them on a footstoolAm G Just above the plotted plainG Bm Sayin', "Take your pick, Frankie BoyAm G My loss will be your gain" [Verse 2]G Bm Well, Frankie Lee, he sat right downAm G And put his fingers to his chinG Bm But with the cold eyes of Judas on himAm G His head began to spinG Bm "Could ya please not stare at me like that," he saidAm G "It's just my foolish prideG Bm But sometimes a man must be aloneAm G And this is no place to hide" [Verse 3]G Bm Well, Judas, he just winked and saidAm G "All right, I'll leave you hereG Bm But you'd better hurry up and chooseAm which of those bills you wantG Before they all disappear"G Bm "I'm gonna start my pickin' right nowAm G Just tell me where you'll be"G Bm Judas pointed down the roadAm G And said, "Eternity!" [Verse 4]G Bm "Eternity?" said Frankie LeeAm G With a voice as cold as iceG Bm "That's right," said Judas, "EternityAm G Though you might call it ‘Paradise'"G Bm "I don't call it anything"Am G Said Frankie Lee with a smileG Bm "All right," said Judas PriestAm G "I'll see you after a while" [Verse 5]G Bm Well, Frankie Lee, he sat back downAm G Feelin' low and meanG Bm When just then a passin' strangerAm G Burst upon the sceneG Bm Saying, "Are you Frankie Lee, the gamblerAm G Whose father's deceased?G Bm Well, if you are, there's a fellow callin' you down the roadAm G And they say his name is Priest" [Verse 6]G Bm "Oh, yes, he is my friend"Am G Said Frankie Lee in frightG Bm "I do recall him very wellAm G In fact, he just left my sight"G Bm "Yes, that's the one," said the strangerAm G As quiet as a mouseG Bm "Well, my message is, he's down the roadAm G Stranded in a house" [Verse 7]G Bm Well, Frankie Lee, he panickedAm G He dropped ev'rything and ranG Bm Until he came up to the spotAm G Where Judas Priest did standG Bm "What kind of house is this," he saidAm G "Where I have come to roam?"G Bm "It's not a house," says Judas PriestAm G "It's not a house, it's a home" [Verse 8]G Bm Well, Frankie Lee, he trembledAm G He soon lost all controlG Bm Over ev'rything which he had madeAm G While the mission bells did tollG Bm He just stood there staringAm G At that big house as bright as any sunG Bm With four and twenty windowsAm G And a woman's face in ev'ry one [Verse 9]G Bm Well, up the stairs ran Frankie LeeAm G With a soulful, bounding leapG Bm And, foaming at the mouthAm G He began to make his midnight creepG Bm For sixteen nights and days he ravedAm G But on the seventeenth he burstG Bm Into the arms of Judas PriestAm G Which is where he died of thirst [Verse 10]G Bm No one tried to say a thingAm G When they carried him out in jestG Bm Except, of course, the little neighbor boyAm G Who carried him to restG Bm And he just walked along, aloneAm G With his guilt so well concealedG Bm And muttered underneath his breathAm G "Nothing is revealed" [Harmonica Solo] G Bm Am G x2 [Verse 11]G Bm Well, the moral of this storyAm G The moral of this songG Bm Is simply that one should never beAm G Where one does not belongG Bm So when you see your neighbor carryin' somethin'Am G Help him with his loadG Bm And don't go mistaking ParadiseAm G For that home across the road
The Ballad Of Frankie Lee And Judas Priest
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