Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bible Belt , by - Travis Tritt. Song from the album It's All About to Change, in the genre КантриRelease date: 13.07.2009
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
Bible Belt |
| Well, he was the assistant preacher |
| And the Sunday school teacher |
| In the church that I grew up in She was a looker from Atlanta |
| Led the choir, played piano |
| Had a body that was made for sin |
| She didn’t care he was married |
| Cause the torch that she carried |
| Was hotter then the fires of hell |
| She had plans to seduce him |
| If she could she would loosen |
| A notch in the Bible belt |
| So she called him up at home |
| When she knew he’d be alone |
| Said preacher I could use advice |
| I got troubles with a man |
| That I know you’ll understand |
| If you could help me it would sure be nice |
| They met a few minutes after |
| In the office of the pastor |
| And she started telling how she felt |
| What a chance they were takin' |
| When they first started breakin' |
| The laws of the Bible belt |
| There’s a lot of good people |
| Who are led astray |
| That believe what the good book said |
| Well, I’ll tell ya something brother |
| When you’re dealin' with the devil |
| It’s tough to keep a level head |
| And it’s hard to imagine |
| How the flames of passion |
| Can burn till your soul will melt |
| And it’ll spread like a cancer |
| But you’re gonna have to answer |
| To the Lord and the Bible belt |
| Yeah, yeah… |
| Yeah |
| Someone said they went to Vegas |
| Back home it didn’t take us long |
| To hear the news of what they did |
| Nobody could believe |
| That he left his wife to grieve |
| Alone with two preschool kids |
| I don’t know how there doin' |
| But I know that they’re screwin' up A good thing they once had |
| They better get their heads together |
| Or they’re gonna slap leather |
| With the Lord and the Bible belt… |
| Oh… |
| There’s a lot of good people |
| Who are led astray |
| That believe what the good book said |
| Well, I’ll tell ya something brother |
| When you’re dealin' with the devil |
| It’s tough to keep a level head |
| And it’s hard to imagine |
| How the flames of passion |
| Can burn till your soul will melt |
| And it’ll spread like a cancer |
| But you’re gonna have to answer |
| To the Lord and the Bible belt |
| They better get their heads together |
| Or they’re gonna slap leather |
| With the Lord and the Bible belt… |
| Yeah, Lord |
| Yeah, yeah… |
| Amen, brother |