| Billy Ray was a preacher's son |
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And when his daddy would visit he'd come along |
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When they'd gather 'round and started talking |
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That's when Billy would take me walking |
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A-through the back yard we'd go walking |
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Then he'd look into my eyes |
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Lord knows to my surprise |
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The only one who could ever reach me |
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Was the son of a preacher man |
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The only boy who could ever teach me |
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Was the son of a preacher man |
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Yes he was, he was, mmm, yes he was |
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Being good isn't always easy |
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No matter how hard I'd try |
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When he started sweet-talkin' to me |
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He'd come and tell me everything is all right |
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He'd kiss and tell me everything is all right |
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Can I get away again tonight |
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The only one who could ever reach me |
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Was the son of a preacher man |
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The only boy who could ever teach me |
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Was the son of a preacher man |
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Yes he was, he was, mmm, yes he wa |
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Stealin' kisses from me on the sly |
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Tellin' me that he's all mine |
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Learnin' from each other's knowin' |
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Look at us here, how much we've grown |
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And the only one who could ever reach me |
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Was the son of a preacher man |
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The only boy who could ever teach me |
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Was the son of a preacher man |
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Yes he was, he was, ooh yes he was |
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(The only one who could ever reach me |
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Was the son of a preacher man) |
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He was the sweet-talking son of a preacher man) |
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(The only boy who could ever teach me |
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Was the son of a preacher man) |
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A kiss-stealin' son of a preacher man |
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(The only one who could ever move me |
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Was the son of a preacher man) |
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(The only one who could ever groove me |
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Was the son of a preacher man) |
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