Romero got married on the fifth of July, In our Lady of Immaculate Dawn, Could have got married in the revival man's tent, But there ain't no reviving what's gone, Slipped like a shadow from the family he made
In a little white house by the woods, Dropped the kids at the mission, with a rose for the virgin, She knew he was gone for good.
It's a long way to Heaven, it's closer to Harrisburg, And that's still a long way from the place where we are
And if evil exists its a pair of train tracks, And the devil is a railroad car.
Could have stayed somewhere but the train tracks kept going, And it seems like they always left soon
and the wolves that he ran with they moaned low and painful, sang sad misereres to the moon
It's a long way to Heaven, it's closer to Harrisburg, And that's still a long way from the place where we are
And if evil exists its a pair of train tracks, And the devil is a railroad car.
Rose at the altar withered and wilted, Romero sank into a dream, He didn't make Heaven, he didn't make Harrisburg, He died in a hole in between, Some say that man is the root of all evil, Others say God's a drunkard for pain, Me I believe that the Garden of Eden, Was burned to make way for a train.