Go-Go Boots

He packed a big-ass church out near Rogersville He drove the Cadillac, she drove the Oldsmobile Friday he shackened up with the mistress Doing things that he'd never do with the Mrs Who was back at home cooking dinner for him They had a son, who never had the calling He went all over town, drinking and a-balling Got some girl pregnant, when he was still a teen Working at McDonald's and pumping gasoline Driving that Camaro fast with all his friends Daddy's been preaching the word since he was 12 All about the merciful Savior and the fires of hell I know he meant it, but what's a little straying He got everybody singing and a-praying The devil better not come back down here again Missy wore them go-go boots, it did something for him Made him think his wife back home was homely and boring He met these guys who didn't mind getting dirty He was a pillar and his alibi was sturdy It only took a little bit of cash and the deed was done Stained-glass windows, Jesus looking down Organs playing music to the middle-aged crowd His wife's in the ground, the devil's in his head Them go-go boots are underneath the bed And it's a small town and the word gets around Gossip is a-flying and his son starts to thinking He sees daddy's new wife driving 'round in a Lincoln There's a lot he'd like to ask if he could get the chance But he's scared he might kill your old man He wonders what the Lord will say when he weighs it all out And it's a small town, go-go boots