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Refreshments The - Preachers Daughter Lyrics



Refreshments The - Preachers Daughter Lyrics




Well I was born in the thirsty earth
Showed up in Tucson,
Fresh out of Leavenworth
Did my time on stale bread and dirty water
Nobody told me that lady was the preacher's daughter

Yeah, How her arms'll hold me, (tonight)
When we kissed, she never told me
I'll be the lamb for a slaughter
'Cause 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'll hold me, (tonight)
When we kissed, she never told me
I'll be the lamb for a slaughter
'Cause she's my preacher's daughter

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

How her arms'll hold me, (tonight)
When we kissed, she never told me
I'll be the lamb for a slaughter
Like the desert needs the water
Give me back my preacher's daughter
Preacher's daughter
Preacher's daughter
Preacher's daughter
Yeah
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Well I was born in the thirsty earth
Showed up in Tucson,
Fresh out of Leavenworth
Did my time on stale bread and dirty water
Nobody told me that lady was the preacher's daughter

Yeah, How her arms'll hold me, (tonight)
When we kissed, she never told me
I'll be the lamb for a slaughter
'Cause 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'll hold me, (tonight)
When we kissed, she never told me
I'll be the lamb for a slaughter
'Cause she's my preacher's daughter

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

How her arms'll hold me, (tonight)
When we kissed, she never told me
I'll be the lamb for a slaughter
Like the desert needs the water
Give me back my preacher's daughter
Preacher's daughter
Preacher's daughter
Preacher's daughter
Yeah
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Writer: ARTHUR "BUDDY" EDWARDS, BRIAN BLUSH, BRIAN DAVID BLUSH, PAUL H. NAFFAH, ROGER CLYNE, ROGER MEADE CLYNE
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




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