| Preacher come by today, preacher come by today
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| He talked a whole lot but didn’t have much to say
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| Told me of a place with streets is gold
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| Told me of a place with streets of gold
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| He went on to say that God and the devil both want my soul
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| Said my life was empty, something was missing
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| Said my life was empty, something was missing
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| Carried on and on about how his Savior lived in the world above this one
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| My woman she was hanging clothes on the line
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| My woman she was hanging clothes on the line
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| I said «Look out yonder preacher
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| Now tell me have you ever seen anything as fine»
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| See how she moves slow, see how she moves slow
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| You can see I ain’t missing nothing when she stoop down low
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| Preacher closed his Bible and he put his hat on his head
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| He closed his Bible and he put his hat on his head
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| He took off down the road, must have been something I said |