Текст песни BUCKY COVINGTON - The Bible And The Belt
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Текст песни BUCKY COVINGTON - The Bible And The Belt
Well I grew up back in the sticksI was raised on cornbread and scriptureAnd praise God for teachin' me wrong from rightI had a wild streakThree counties wideThey would have meDead in the sack( )It was the hand of God'That got me out of the hands of the lawMama taught the bibleDaddy wore the beltMomma set the tableDaddy rang the bellThe preacher did his best to show me the lightBut daddy was the one that kept me walkin' the lineMomma sang the gospelDaddy drove it homeMomma was an angelDaddy was the brimstoneOne foot in heavenOne foot in hellI found religion between the bible and the beltI guess it rings trueBut the good book saysWhat you learn youngYou never forgetDaddy's belt left quite an impression on meI can still hearMomma's voice in the choirShe set the whole dang church on fireAnd it still burns in the deepest part of meMama taught the bibleDaddy wore the beltMomma set the tableDaddy rang the bellThe preacher did his best to show me the lightBut daddy was the one that kept me walkin' the lineMomma sang the gospelDaddy drove it homeMomma was an angelDaddy was the brimstoneOne foot in heavenOne foot in hellI found religion between the bible and the beltMama taught the bibleDaddy wore the beltMomma set the tableDaddy rang the bellThe preacher did his best to show me the lightBut daddy was the one that kept me walkin' the lineMomma sang the gospelDaddy drove it homeMomma was an angelDaddy was the brimstoneOne foot in heavenOne foot in hellI found religion between the bible and the belt