Top Songs By Chris Bullinger
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Chris Bullinger
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Chris Bullinger
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It was rainin' on Sunday when the preacher got shot
By an unseen assailant in the parking lot
Everybody say was the devil to blame
Would a devil need a pistol do the work of the flame
Yeah would a devil need a pistol do the work of the flame
Headin' back to Jesus by the usual route
Askin' for forgiveness and forbidden fruit
The slayin' to this day they say remains unsolved
Wouldn't be surprised was a woman involved
Say I wouldn't be surprised was a woman involved
God'll come a talkin' when you're on your knees
Devil come a-knockin' anytime he please
You gotta be protective of your mortal soul
It's the only sorta thing ya got that you control
God'll come a talkin' when the preacher's at the mic
The devil come a-knockin' anytime he like
Hounds chased a drifter down the railroad track
The kids they found a switchblade in the switchyard shack
Now me I take the lawyer with the loudest voice
When you're fightin' for your life take your weapon of choice
When you're fightin' for your life you take your weapon of choice
Stockings on the line, a pie on the sill
Little missus missin' up on Jericho Hill
She's away to see her grandma 'cause her grandmama's dyin'
Leave the bodies layin' where the bodies be lyin'
Best leave the bodies layin' where the bodies be lyin'
God'll come a talkin' when you're on your knees
The devil come a-knockin' anytime he please
Gotta be protective of your mortal soul
It's the only sorta thing ya got you control
God'll come a talkin' when the preacher's at the mic
The devil come a-knockin' anytime he like
Writer(s): Chris Bullinger
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