Lyrics:

He packed a big-ass church out near Rogersville
He drove the Cadillac she drove the Oldsmobile
Friday he's shacking up with the mistress
Doing things that he'd never do with the Misses
Who was back at home cooking dinner for him

They had a son who never had the calling
He went all over town drinking and a balling
Got some girl pregnant when he was still a teen
Working at McDonald's and pumping gasoline
Driving that Camaro fast with all his friends

Daddy's been preaching the word since he was twelve
All about the merciful savior and the fires of hell
I know he meant it, but what's a little straying
He got everybody singing and a praying
'The devil better not come back down here again'

Missy wore them go-go boots; it did something for him
Made him think his wife back home was homely and boring
He met these guys who didn't mind getting dirty
He was a pillar and his alibi was sturdy
It only took a little bit of cash and the deed was done
Stained glass windows, Jesus looking down
Organ playing music to the middle aged crowd
Wife's in the ground; devil's in his head
Go-go boots are underneath the bed
And it's a small town and the word gets around

Gossip is a flying and his son starts to thinking
He sees his Daddy's new wife driving round in a Lincoln
There's a lot he'd like to ask if he could get the chance
But he's scared he might kill the old man
He wonders what the Lord will say if he weighs it all out
And it's a small town. Go-Go Boots.