Played too hard and he died too youngTo be certain of earning his [burnt out/word of? ] loveHe won a place in historyAnd his name will live eternallyLived the life of a movie starAnd he waved to the people from a big black carDown in a book with the greatest namesAs a lonely maid cried take [in/the? ] painTell me a story ministerThere ain’t no time left to loseTen man tried in the dead of night? ? ? the great man’s final words to rightIn a room that was soft and redThe great man spoke outside my headTell me a story ministerThere ain’t no time left to lose
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The Minister Lyrics