Son of a Preacher Man! Der, der all die Rapper blamiert hat, Der, der ihre Fresse poliert hat, Der Rapmessias is a Son of a Preacher Man! [Verse 2
only one who could ever reach me Was the son of a preacher man The only boy who could ever teach me Was the son of a preacher man Yes he was, he was
Preacher man please have some faith I've come to you cos' I lost my way Here I am with my bag of shame Oh please don't send me away Yesterday like every
only boy who could ever reach me Was the son of a preacher man The only boy who could ever teach me Was the son of a preacher man He was, yes he was
boy who could ever reach me Was the son of a preacher man The only boy who could ever teach me Was the son of a preacher man He was, yes he was,
a preacher man-an, yes he was now-ow That ma-a-an, that Jimmy Ray-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay Was a preacher man's son, yes he was, now-ow-how) Jimmy Ray was a preacher
against it every single day These are the postcards from a young man They may never be written or posted again These are the postcards from a young man
deodorant World War Three, a Sega dreamland I'd take a whore to the funeral Sculpture of man Sculpture of man Sculpture of man Sculpture of man
gonna be a better man I'm gonna be a better man I'm gonna be a better man I'm gonna be a better man I'm gonna be a better man I'm gonna be a better
only one who could ever reach me Was the son of a preacher man The only boy who could ever teach me Was the son of a preacher man Yes he was, he was,
preacher man I'm not the preacher man I'm not the preacher man I've got an evil eye, you know sometimes I might lie Oh, I'm not the preacher man I'm not the preacher
Well, she's been there right beside me Through the ups and downs and all the in betweens No, I couldn't live without her But I've never let her see that
Well, everybody sees me bein' a blinin' country rock star Drivin' downtown, poundin' honky tonk sounds in my bandit car They didn't know me back in '92
can tell there's somethin' that you're wantin' to say And I'm so afraid of where this is goin' I know life ain't easy when you're livin' with a man like
don't know what's turnin' them city boys' heads Probably high heels, short skirts and fishin' nets All the ladies if you want to snag a down home man
don't shed a tear Cause they're selling make believe And we don't buy that here Cause in the real world they're shutting Detroit down While the boss man
