Woody Guthrie knew a thing or two about songwriting... Preacher Bill come to our house, One Sunday bright and fine, To fill his belly with sweet potatoes, Biscuits, chicken and wine. He took our Nelly back up the barn, And carried on a sight, I heard him whisper in her ear, There ll be no church tonight. CHORUS: Therell be no church tonight, my dear, Therell be no church tonight! One more kiss from your red lips, And therell be now church tonight! While peeking through my knot-hole, I seen him take her hand, Put his hand upon her bosom, And called it the promised land. The mountains of life and glorys hills, As he touched her leg so light, He gasped for air and said a prayer, Therell be no church tonight! CHORUS She lay on a pile of hay, And gently closed her eyes, She said the word of the 23rd psalm, To the good Lord and the skies; What I seen through that knot-hole, I cannot sing or write, But now I know the reason why, Therell be no church tonight.
Posted on: Sun, 12 Oct 2014 00:07:57 +0000
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