My great granddaddy was a traveling preacher
He'd preach from the back oh his mule
They said he could walk twenty miles a day
Just to and save one fool
He'd tell them about the fire and brimstone
Straight from the old King James
He kept a cap and ball 44 under his coat
Cause some folks will never change
He had one hand on the Bible, one hand on a gun
He stayed that way till the day he died said, the Lord's work is never done
They raised five kids on a little bit of nothing
In the mouth of Pine-hill holler
They grew what they ate and ate what they grew
While Grandma stretched a dollar
They taught them all about the Golden rule
Spare-the rod, spoil the child
The first four turned out pretty good
But that baby went a plum wild
He kept one hand on the Bible, one hand on the gun
Stayed that way till his dying day cause the Lords work is never done
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My great granddaddy was a traveling preacher
He'd preach from the back oh his mule
They said he could walk twenty miles a day
Just to and save one fool
He'd tell them about the fire and brimstone
Straight from the old King James
He kept a cap and ball 44 under his coat
Cause some folks will never change
He had one hand on the Bible, one hand on a gun
He stayed that way till the day he died said, the Lord's work is never done
They raised five kids on a little bit of nothing
In the mouth of Pine-hill holler
They grew what they ate and ate what they grew
While Grandma stretched a dollar
They taught them all about the Golden rule
Spare-the rod, spoil the child
The first four turned out pretty good
But that baby went a plum wild
He kept one hand on the Bible, one hand on the gun
Stayed that way till his dying day cause the Lords work is never done
He'd preach from the back oh his mule
They said he could walk twenty miles a day
Just to and save one fool
He'd tell them about the fire and brimstone
Straight from the old King James
He kept a cap and ball 44 under his coat
Cause some folks will never change
He had one hand on the Bible, one hand on a gun
He stayed that way till the day he died said, the Lord's work is never done
They raised five kids on a little bit of nothing
In the mouth of Pine-hill holler
They grew what they ate and ate what they grew
While Grandma stretched a dollar
They taught them all about the Golden rule
Spare-the rod, spoil the child
The first four turned out pretty good
But that baby went a plum wild
He kept one hand on the Bible, one hand on the gun
Stayed that way till his dying day cause the Lords work is never done
Writer: Donovan Howard
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