Old Man Carl

Old man Carl he's not your common preacher man,
He's got a Bible in his pocket and a gun in his hand.
He can point the way to the promise land,
He's got a Bible in his pocket and a gun in his hand.

He preaches of works that must be done,
Invokes a fear, second to none
He draws on the law, the pistol persuades,
What takes a man to that he's enslaved.

Old man Carl he's not your common preacher man,
He's got a Bible in his pocket and a gun in his hand.
He can point the way to the promise land,
He's got a Bible in his pocket and a gun in his hand.

He stammers and shouts, the wages of sin,
Condemning the lost, the lost rush in
Imparts his will, the well dress lie,
He pack a piece by it will die.

Old man Carl he's not your common preacher man,
He's got a Bible in his pocket and a gun in his hand
He can point the way to the promise land,
He's got a Bible in his pocket and a gun in his hand.

By law obey the Lord your God by this you will be loved,
By love the Lord your God loves you and helps you to obey.

Old man Carl he's not your common preacher man,
He's got a Bible in his pocket and a gun in his hand.



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Writer(s): Christopher D Knox
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