David Gillespie - Heathen Revival Lyrics

Break in the weather man, the fever is rising
Feels like a night where the devil got' look my way
Preacher man got that look in his eye
Like my soul's got a heavy, heavy debt to pay

And when they come to claim me
Hand on a gun and a hand on the bible
You'll see me dressed in my Sunday best
But tonight I'm in need of a heathen revival
Tonight I'm in need of a heathen revival

God damn the preacher's daughter how she do that thing?
Her daddy don't know what her momma's gifts bring
In her arms I've felt that brimstone and fire
Sometimes it seems like she got the devil inside her
I just keep on looking while the flames getting higher

Maybe she's coming to save me
Maybe she's coming and taking me higher
When she calls my name
Well tomorrow you can question my soul's survival
But tonight I'm in need of a heathen revival

Sunday morning she's nowhere to be seen
Somebody comes running, says preacher's looking for me
He says boy, I thought I'd find you down on your knees
Sir I guess your daughter well, she did it for me
Can't you tell a man when the water comes and washes him clean?

Now he's coming to claim me
Now she's come and she's taken me higher
Spirits call my name
Every time I need that heathen revival

Sometimes we all need that heathen revival
Look ma' I need that heathen revival
(Hey hey, heathen revival)
Sometimes we all need that heathen revival