| Billy Ray was a preacher’s son
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| And when his daddy would visit he’d come alone
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| When they gathered around and starting talkin'
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| That’s when Billy would take me walkin'
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| Out through the back yard we’d go walkin'
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| Then he’d look into my eyes
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| Lord knows, to my surprise
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| The only one who could ever reach me
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| Was the son of a preacherman
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| The only boy who could ever teach me
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| Was the son of a preacheman
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| Yes he was, he was, ooh, yes he was
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| Bein' good isn’t always easy
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| No matter how hard I try
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| When he started sweet-talkin' to me
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| He’d come’n tell me «Everything is all right «He'd kiss and tell me «Everyting is all right «Can I get away again tonight?
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| The only one who could ever reach me
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| Was the son of a preacherman
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| The only boy who can ever teach me
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| Was the son of a preacherman
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| Yes he was, he was, ooh, yes he was (yes he was)
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| How well I remember
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| The look that was in his eyes
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| Stealin' kisses from me on the sly
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| Takin' time to make time
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| Tellin’me that he’s alle mine
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| Learin' from each other’s knowin'
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| Lookin' to see how much we’ve grpwn and
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| The only one who could ever reach me
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| Was the son of a preacherman
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| The only boy who could ever teach me
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| Was the son of a preacherman
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| Yes he was, he was, ooh, yes he was
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| (The only one who could ever reach me)
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| He was the sweet-talkin' son of a preacherman
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| (The only boy who could ever teach me)
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| Was the son of a preacherman
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| (The only one who could ever reach me)
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| Was the sweet-talkin' son of a preacherman
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