Story Behind The Song

A frontier era spin on a long forbidden but relevent topic that is still dealt with today in many churches and religions. Taking a hint from Johnny Cash, who never backed down from a dark subject, this song spins a tale of darkness with bluegrass styled musicianship to lend to the erie mood and vibe of the story.

Song Description

Set in the late 1800's, two brother sings a verse and gives details of their memories of an old Preacher that would frequent their house when they were children. From a childs view, they recall how he wasnt who he claimed nor lived by the words he preached and in looking back later on, they are angry at being taken advantage of and see him for who he really was.

Lyrics

Every Sunday the preacher
would show up right on time
As we were eating supper
like clock work he'd arrive

He loved my mom's chicken
said he never had a decent meal
that Preacher was all alone in this world
With nuthin' but time to kill

(Chorus)
Jesus loves me this I know
For Brother Jones he tells me so
Might our sins be washed away
With a wine of red - a Cabernet

Jesus loves me this I know
For Brother Jones he tells me so
Might our sins be washed away
As we drink red wine on Judgment Day

Said he gave up drinking
But that was a tall tale
He knew the name of every wine
And he knew the labels well

Said he gave up smoking
But that was just a lie
the Preacher always smoked a pipe
Smelled like cherry pie

(chorus)

He walked with a crooked cane of wood
Cuz his back was always hurt
In his hand a bible
he didn't thump it outside of church

Yeah I knew the preacher
I knew him too damn well
If the elders saw what he let us see
his soul would be damned to Hell

(chorus)

Top 10 List	Rank
Country - Bluegrass	#9