Letra de Springfield, dusty - son of a preacher man de Pulp Fiction

Billy-Ray was a Preacher´s son,
And when his daddy would visit he´d come along,
When they gathered round and started talking,
Cousin Billy would take me walking,
Through the back yard we´d go walking,
Then he´d look into my eyes,
Lord knows to my suprise:

The only one who could ever reach me,
Was the son of a preacher man,
The only boy who could ever teach me,
Was the son of a preacher man,
Yes he was, he was, oh yes he was.

Being good isn´t always easy,
No matter how hard I tried,
When he started sweet talking to me,
he´d come tell me everything is alright,
he´d kiss and tell me everything is alright,
Can I get away again tonight?.

The only one who could ever reach me,
Was the son of a preacher man,
The only boy who could ever teach me,
Was the son of a preacher man,
Yes he was, he was, oh yes he was.

How well I remember,
The look that was in his eyes,
Stealing kisses from me on the sly,
Taking time to make time,
Telling me that he´s all mine,
Learning from each others knowing,
Looking to see how much we´d grown.

The only one who could ever reach me,
Was the son of a preacher man,
The only boy who could ever teach me,
Was the son of a preacher man,
Yes he was, he was, oh yes he was.