Bible Belt — текст песни (Travis Tritt)

(Travis Tritt)

Well, he was the assistant preacher and the Sunday school teacher
In the church that I grew up in
She was looker from Atlanta, led the choir, played piano
Had a body that was made for sin
She didn`t care that he was married, cause the torch that she carried
Was hotter than the fires of hell
She had plans to seduce him, if she could, she could loosen
A notch in the Bible Belt
So, she called him up at home when she knew he`d be alone Said,
`Preacher I could use advice,
I got troubles with a man that I know you`ll understand
If you could help me it would sure be nice`
They met a few minutes after in the office of the Pastor
And she started telling how she felt
What a chance they were takin` when they first started breakin`
The laws of the Bible Belt

There`s a lot of good people who are led astry
That believe what the good Book said
Well, I`ll tell ya somethin` brother when you`re dealin` with the Devil
It`s tough to keep a level head
And it`s hard to imagine how the flames of passion
Can burn you till your soul will melt
And it`ll spread like a cancer but you`re gonna have to answer
To the Lord and the Bible Belt

Someone said they went to Vegas, back home it didn`t take us long
To hear the news of what they did
Nobody could believe that he left his wife to grieve
Alone with two pre-school kids
I don`t know how they`re doin` but I know that they`re screwin` up
A good thing they once had
They better get their heads together or they`re gonna slap leather
With the Lord and the Bible Belt

Repeat Chorus

They better get their heads together or they`re gonna slap leather
With the Lord and the Bible Belt