Son of a preacher Man

Billy Ray was the preacher's son,
and when his daddy would visit he'd come along.
when they gathered round and started talking,
yes sir, Billy would take me walking,
through the back yard we go walking,
then he look into my eyes,
lord, knows to my surprise.

The 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, yes he was.

Being good isn't always easy,
nomatter hard I try,
when he started sweet talking to me,
he come and tell me everything is all right,
he kiss and tell me everything is all right,
can I get away again tonight?

The 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, yes he was.

How will I remember,
the look was in his eyes,
stealing kisses from me on the slide,
talking down the late time,
telling me that his is all mine,
learning from each other's knowing,
looking to see me how much we've grown, and
the 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.
The only one who could ever move me,
was the sweet talking son of a preacher man.
The only boy who could ever teach me,
was the son of a preacher.

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