| The preacher went out a huntin', it was on one Sunday morn'
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| It was against his religion, but he took a shotgun along
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| He got himself a mess o' mighty fine quail and one old scraggly hare
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| And on the way home he crossed the path of a great big grizzly bear
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| Well the bear got down lookin' ready to charge
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| The preacher never seen nothin' quite that large
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| They looked each other right smack in the eye
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| Didn’t take that preacher long to say bye
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| The preacher, he run till he spotted a tree
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| He said, «Up in that tree’s where I oughta be»
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| By the time that bear made a grab for him
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| The preacher was a sittin' on top a that limb
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| Scared to death, he turned about
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| He looked to the sky and began to shout
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| «Hey lord, you delivered Daniel from the bottom of the lion’s den
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| You delivered Jonah from the belly of the whale and then
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| The Hebrew children from the fiery furnace
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| So the good books do declare
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| Hey lord, if you can’t help me
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| For goodness sake don’t help that bear»
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| Yea, look out preacher!
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| Well, about that time the limb broke off
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| And the preacher came tumblin' down
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| Had a straight razor out of his pocket
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| By the time he lit on the ground
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| He landed on his feet right in front a that bear
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| And Lord, what an awful fight
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| The preacher and the bear and the razor and the hair
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| Flyin' from left to right
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| Well first they was up and then they was down
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| The preacher and the bear runnin' round an' round
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| The bear he roared, and the the preacher he groaned
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| He was havin' a tough time holdin' his own!
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| He said, «Lord if I get out a here alive
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| To the good book I’ll abide
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| No more huntin' on the Sabbath day
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| Come Sunday I’m headin' to the church to pray»
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| Up to the heavens the preacher glanced
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| He said, «Lord won’t you give me just one more chance»
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| So the preacher got away, he looked around
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| Seen a tree where he’d be safe and sound
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| Jumped on a limb, turned about
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| Looked to the sky and began to shout
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| «Hey lord, you delivered Daniel from the bottom of the lion’s den
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| You delivered Jonah from the belly of the whale and then
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| The Hebrew children from the fiery furnace
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| So the good books do declare
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| Hey lord, if you can’t help me
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| For goodness sake don’t help that bear» |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Preacher and the Bear (That Old Time Religion), artist - Golden Gate Quartet. Album song Negro Spirituals, Vol. 2 When The Saints Go Marching Home, in the genre Музыка мира