Jackie got married on Valentine's Day

It was a lovely wedding

He met his bride on the interstate

Seventeen miles from Connecticut

At least that's what Jackie said

Ruby told me she wished he were dead

And I hold all these things in my heart

Bobby got shot on Independence Day

He was a fine young preacher

Till they carved his heart away

Ruby said he would want it that way

I don't really know what to say

So I hold all these things in my heart

I've got no infant messiah

I've got no gabardine prose

I've just got five hundred dollars

That nobody knows about

I'll give you my money

I will sell you my soul

If you would just hold these things

If you would just hold these things in your heart