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John Rich Preacher Man

Well, everybody sees me bein' a blinin' country rock star Drivin' downtown, poundin' honky tonk sounds in my bandit car They didn't know me back in '92

don't know what's turnin' them city boys' heads Probably high heels, short skirts and fishin' nets All the ladies if you want to snag a down home man

a Smith and Wesson in the glove box And Mother Mary on the dashboard He's a red blooded, blue collar man American right to the core Hey, he's a trucker man

? You gave me your heart and I broke it up Now here I am All alone and I'm hatin' me 'Cause, baby, with you I had everything Now I'm a nothin' man Not

' German Livin' under the flag of Japan If it wasn't for the good Lord and the man If it wasn't for the good Lord and the man Well, I'm the grandson

Rich Mullins and Beaker Matthew 3:1-12, Matthew 4:1-11 Acts 2:1-42, Acts 7:54-60 John the Baptizer By the Jordan brook Up comes this brood of vipers Just

all Chorus: scratches by DJ Spinbad J-J-J-John Blaze Ja-Ja-ah-John Bla-Blaze J-Ja-J-Ja, John Blaze "Johnny Blaze ain't a damn thing changed!" -- Method

blending Showdown, barrel hit chest sending Hitman for hire, money spending The stick man, switch from illegal to legit man Get rich man, vic man, three card molly slick man