Lyrics:

Preaching Blues

I'm gonna get me religion
Join the Baptist Church
I'm gonna get me religion
Gonna join the Baptist Church
I'll be a Baptist preacher
And I sure won't have to work

I wish that I had me
A heaven of my own
I wish that I had
A heaven of my own
I'd give all of my men
A long and happy home

Well the deacon looked up, you know
And he began to grin
Well the deacon looked up, you know
And he began to grin
He said, Lord, I believe
I'm going to go out barrelhousing again

Well my sister she jumped up,
You know
And she began to shout
Well my sister she jumped up, you know
And she began to shout
She said, Lord, I'll be glad
When that old corn liquor run out

Well I was standing in the pulpit
I was jumping up and down
Well I was standing in the pulpit
I was jumping up and down
I said, all you sinners
You better ride straight out of town