Preachers Daughter

The Refreshments

    Continues after the ad

    Well I was born on the thirsty earth
    Showed up in Tucson,
    Fresh out of Leavenworth
    Did my time on stale bread and dirty water
    Nobody told me that the lady was a preacher's daughter
    Yeah how her arms would hold me
    When we kissed, she never told me
    I'd be the Lamb for her slaughter
    She's my preacher's daughter

    Got loose from my incarceration
    I paid a visit to her Daddy's congregation
    Welcome home she said, your lookin' good too
    Meet my new husband, he's the sheriff who arrested you

    Yeah how her arms would holds me
    When we kissed, she never told me
    I'd be the Lamb for a slaughter
    'Cause She's my preacher's daughter

    Continues after the ad

    YEAH

    So I said my congratulations
    Before I lost myself in my infatuation
    I stole a kiss or two just havin' fun again
    She really don't like it
    Now I'm back on the run again

    How her arms would hold me
    When we kissed, she never told me
    I'd be the lamb for her slaughter
    Like the desert needs the water
    Give me back my preacher's daughter
    Preacher's daughter
    Preacher's daughter
    Preacher's daughter
    YEAH

    Song details

    Composition: Jeff Clyne, P.H. Naffah, and Alan Edwards

    Did you see an error?

    Enviar revisão