Son of a Preacher Man
Lag og texti: John Hurley & Ronnie Wilkins

Billy-Ray was a preacher’s son
And when his daddy would visit he’d come along
when they gathered round and started talking,
that’s when Billy would take me walkin’,
through the backyard we’d go walking,
then he’d 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 one who could ever teach me
was the son of a preacher man,
yes he was, he was
oh, yes he was.

Being good isn’t always easy,
No matter how hard I try.
When he started sweet-talking to me,
he’d come and tell me ev´rything is all right,
He’d kiss and tell me ev´rything 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 one who could ever teach me
was the son of a preacher man,
yes he was, he was
oh,yes he was

How well I remember
the look that was in his eyes,
stealing kisses from me on the sly.
Taking time to make time,
Telling me that he’s all mine,
learning from each other’s knowing,
looking to see how much we’ve grown
and the only one who could ever reach me
was the son of a preacher man.
The only one who could ever teach me
was the son of a preacher man.
yes he was, he was,
oh, yes he was.

The only one who could ever reach me,
he was the (sweet-talking) son of a preacher man,
the only one who could ever teach me
(he) was the (sweet-talking) son of a preacher man,
The only one who could ever move me
(he) was the (sweet-talking) son of a preacher man,
the only one who could ever groove me
(he) was the (sweet-talking) son of a preacher man,
Oh, oh, oh yes he was.