Preacher In The Ring (part Two) Lyrics - Bruce Hornsby

There were tambourines and moans and wails 

Wrappin' the snake on the healing trail 

But a child passed, it was the devil and the snake 

And the devil prevailed 

Big deep trouble for a young child gone 

Maybe the book and the verse was all wrong 

Keep your eyes closed, your lips sealed tight 

Keep your mind right 

Whoa no, whoa no 

Good Lord, lift this heavy load 

Maybe I'm going down a wrong road 

Oh no, no, no 

Hallelujah and praise the man 

Upstairs with the long hand 

Wrap the snake and the angels sing 

Take a ride with the preacher in the ring 

Lawmen went to the house on the hill 

Found the wife and the wind so still 

There was a woman and a rope and a kicked over chair 

And a beam too high 

Thrown out of town, got to find a new site 

Someone said it's like the Israelites 

They say it's the persecuted ones that will find the light 

Whoa no, so long 

Copperheads and the sacreed songs 

The book of Mark couldn't be wrong 

Hallelujah and praise the man 

Upstairs with the long hand 

Wrap the snake and watch 'em all sting 

As they go ten rounds with the preacher in the ring 

They're locking 'em up, they've got 'em on the run 

Might as well sue all the doctors when they don't get it done 

Not everything everybody does works all the time, son 

Whoa no, whoa no 

Say you got the answer, well how do you know? 

It works for me, that's all I know 

Hallelujah and praise the man 

Upstairs with the long hand 

Wrap the snake and watch 'em all sting 

As they go ten rounds with the preacher in the ring