Preacher Man

Momma, I’ve got something to ask you, have things been alright?
Dad’s been gone for a while, and the doors been locked up tight
Shouldn’t he be home any minute? Wish I knew what was going on
I was such a young boy then, still I knew, something was wrong

Who is this preacher man?
And why ain’t he preaching no more?
Why’s he sittin’ in my father’s chair?
Why can’t I see my daddy no more?

Momma, you don’t have to tell me, we all got our secrets
Even then I had a feeling I wouldn’t know the truth for several years to come

Who is this preacher man, and why ain’t he preaching no more?
Why’s he sittin’ in my father’s chair?
Why can’t I see my daddy no more?

Seemed simple enough
Love divided
Innocent eyes don’t fear change

If you’d have told me, then, the cause for departure
You’d see a different man before you today
With thoughts of suicide and my mother on his mind
Still I wonder what my father would say

“Priest. No man of his word
Minister of disbelief
A bastard, a liar, a hypocrite
Manipulative motherfucker stole my life from me

Who is this preacher man?
Used to call him a friend of mine
Who does this coward think he is in my chair?
Why can’t I see my kids no more?

I know this preacher man
He ain’t no friend of mine
Now he’s gone and changed the life of my children
Dead preacher I hope to find

Who is this preacher man?
And why ain’t he preaching no more?