Preacher's Daughter

When I's about five, my mom came to me
There's been a new family moved in down the street
She brought her little girl over with dirt on her knees
When the preacher's daughter met me

Now, I didn't like her not one little bit
She's all brusised up and tattered
Said cuss words and spit
She'd cut off her doll hair
And throw it at me
The preacher's daughter was mean

Now Holy Holy here comes the rain
I saw something in her that wasn't the same
Never did change her I just let her be
So the preacher's daughter liked me

Her house down the street well it sure was a sight
Her daddy loved Jesus but hated his life
Be praying all morning but drunk by the night
Give the preacher's daughter a fright

He'd stand at the pulpit and sing with the choir
But when the sermons were over he's no more than a liar
He'd hit her and tell her she's no good to see
So the preacher's daughter cried to me

Now holy holy here comes the rain
I saw something in her that wasn't the same
Never did change her I just let her be
So the preacher's daughter liked me

Now many years later still a pain in my side
She hasn't changed much since she was a child
But I found a friend in her and someone I need
Like preacher's daughter needs me

Now holy holy here comes the rain
I saw something in her that wasn't the same
Never did change her I just let her be
So the preacher's daughter liked me

Now holy holy here comes the rain
Get your hand off my friend or I'll hit you the same
Never did change her I just let her be
So the preacher's daughter liked me
So the preacher's daughter liked me