Lyrics:
It was a hot Sunday mornin'
Middle of July
The choir was a singin'
'Bout the sweet by and by
Everybody was a swayin'
And sweatin' in the heat
you're by my side
When you take me for a buggy ride
Daddy, you're as sweet as you can be
When you take me for a buggy ride
When you set me down up
Takes a hard lovin' woman,
To love a hard-headed man.
The June weddin' was a big affair.
Daddy even bought a tux to wear.
The preacher told 'em,
To become a minister and by the way I understand he was very successful
And during this period of his life Tommy pasteured a small Baptist church
In the very
Well, the cop made the showdown
He was sure he was right
He had all of the lowdown
From the bank heist last night
His best friend was the robber
its back to the boards to prepare the next round.
he was the son of a preacher man,
every Sunday at the pulpit his daddy stands,
raised by the church
Ayo, sa ka fet
It's the original Refugee, you know what I mean?
Fugee tribe, Haitian general, trust me
The preacher's son, you already know
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
Ya know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my
ya how I hit 'em
CL, Pete Rock, G Rap, Maxwell
Big Daddy, Q-Tip and ah me as well
Time to say peace, thank Pete for the beats
This funky beat was
the pulpit
Stressin' to help me, seemed like I was born by mistake
While the races dominate, got me victim to the Legislate'
I'm playin' for kicks, hustle
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
Ya know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my
The Favor by Dan Johnson
Billy was a quiet one, preacher's son,
Hair black as midnight,
Eyes like the moon.
Jenny was a sweet thing.He swore
There was dust on the man in the long black coat
Preacher was talkin' there's a sermon he gave
He said every man's conscience is vile and depraved
You
Looking for role models
Daddy would never let me chase short skirts and gold bottles
See daddy was a preacher
Daddy married him a Sunday school teacher
We
(yeah)
When I was young I started plannin' it out
My daddy got killed I was the man of the house
By the age of sixteen man them hammers was out
So
Yeah innuh
And this is a real life story
Somebody's Life Story
BPR
Daddy was a disgrace
Mommy had a cute face
Said it was a mistake
When all this
and the middle aged people all frowned
There were six of us all together...
Daddy was a preacher and the Lord knows he tried
Gave us everything he could afford
Daddy was a preacher
She was his wife
Just trying to make the world a little better
You know, shine a light
People started talking
Just
Daddy was a preacher
She was his wife
Just trying to make the world a little better
You know, shine a light
People started talking
Just
on climbin' lower
Diggin' deeper to get higher
I turned around one evening when the sun was going down
I heard the Bible told a preacher who just pulled
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
ya know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my
Daddy was a preacher
She was his wife
Just trying to make the world a little better
You know, shine a light
People started talking
Just
(Words and Music by Joan Baez)
It's only when the high winds blow that I wish my hair was long
Sailing through the autumn leaves singing an ancient
My daddy was a preacher man,
He said what was on his mind
From state to state and town to town
Saving one soul at a time
By his side I rode along
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