| Well, the preacher used to preach
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| To try to stay atoned
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| But now he’s preachin'
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| Just to buy jellyroll
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| Well, he calls that religion
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| Yes, he calls that religion
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| Well, he calls that religion
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| But I know he’s goin' to hell when he dies
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| It was at a church last night
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| Had desire to be
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| The old preacher
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| Was tryin' to take my wife from me
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| Oh, he call that religion
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| Yes, he call that religion
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| Well, he called that religion
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| I know he’s goin' to hell when he dies
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| Preacher always
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| He was a mighty true man
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| He gives his commence
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| And he couldn’t understand
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| Well, he calls that religion
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| Yes, he called that religion
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| Well, he called that religion
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| I know he goin' to hell when he dies
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| (guitar & fiddle)
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| 'Oh yes, he calls that religion'
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| He will swear he’s keepin'
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| God’s command
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| Have women fussin' 'n fightin'
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| All over land
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| And then he call that religion
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| Well, he calls that religion
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| Well, he called that religion
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| But I know he’s goin' to hell when he dies
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| Therein the people
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| Stopped goin' to church
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| They know that preacher
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| Was tryin-a do too much
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| But still he called that religion
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| Still, he called that religion
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| Well, he called that religion
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| But I know he’s goin' to hell when he dies
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| Old Deacon Jones
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| He was a preachin' King
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| They caught him 'round the house
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| Tryin-a shake that thing
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| Oh, he called that religion
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| Yes, he called that religion
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| Well, he called that religion
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| But I know he goin' to hell when he dies
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| 'Oh yeah, he calls that religion' |