Pembroke
Well the story goes there was a man
The son of God who walked this land
Free of hate and pride, clean of hand
But the priests on high worked out a plan
Said Judas come see us when you can
We could maybe make a deal on the side, man
Judas said his price went high
An' crossed his heart and hoped to die
He would never turn you in
Never turn you in
Never turn you in.
In the garden of Gethsemane
Judas played out destiny
An' never as an enemy, no, but friend
Humble, wise, poor and meek
Shall inherit the world, or so they speak
So Jesus he just turned the other cheek
And Judas said he had to fly
Crossed his heart and hoped to die
He would never turn you in
Never turn you in
Never turn you in.
Saint Peter heard the co*kerels crows
Denied he knew and the tears cut rows
Upon his cheeks and fell down to the ground
Mothers cried and children wailed
As Jesus hung on the cross impaled
And the Heavens split and filled the world with sound
Pontius Pilate gave a sigh
Washed his hands and let 'em dry
He would never turn you in
Never turn you in
Never turn you in