Reverend Bob - 06/16/21 02:06 PM
Just some fun with a fire and brimstone preacher
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4xXdDqUxqTk&ab_channel=JohnVoorpostel
Again, just me and my song...going anywhere??...updated video
Reverend Bob
Reverend Bob’s preaching fire and brimstone
At sinners in thundering tones
Pointing his finger in judgement on Sundays
His sermon says I’m not alone
But I’ve tuned out the noise, I’ve learned to enjoy
Everything that he says I do wrong
There’s pleasure in sin, at least those I indulge in
Some with utter abandon
I sit in the back but I know he still sees me
I slip in, I’m never on time
Something about burning a candle at both ends
And drinking on Saturday nights
But the choir’s a joy they make beautiful noise
For a song I’ll straighten up in my pew
Especially when Kate sings those beautiful hymns
I think of the things we could do
We all have our church
Imagine our heaven
We all have to find the signs that guide us on our way
We all hear the words
That help us to Heaven
But Lord I have found not every road can be straight
If I had a dime every time Reverend Bob
Shook his fist and said “sinners repent”
I’d have me enough to be generous in giving
And still have enough left to drink
Alas there’s a cost, he says Heaven is lost
To the wicked, the wanton, the drunk
I’m sure that he means me, he’s looking right at me
I’m feeling the lash of his tongue
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So thank you Reverend Bob
For pointing out in words
Repentance is the surest way to Heaven
But before I can repent
I must commit a sin
So I’m working hard oh so hard to get to Heaven
ch
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Again, just me and my song...going anywhere??...updated video
Reverend Bob
Reverend Bob’s preaching fire and brimstone
At sinners in thundering tones
Pointing his finger in judgement on Sundays
His sermon says I’m not alone
But I’ve tuned out the noise, I’ve learned to enjoy
Everything that he says I do wrong
There’s pleasure in sin, at least those I indulge in
Some with utter abandon
I sit in the back but I know he still sees me
I slip in, I’m never on time
Something about burning a candle at both ends
And drinking on Saturday nights
But the choir’s a joy they make beautiful noise
For a song I’ll straighten up in my pew
Especially when Kate sings those beautiful hymns
I think of the things we could do
We all have our church
Imagine our heaven
We all have to find the signs that guide us on our way
We all hear the words
That help us to Heaven
But Lord I have found not every road can be straight
If I had a dime every time Reverend Bob
Shook his fist and said “sinners repent”
I’d have me enough to be generous in giving
And still have enough left to drink
Alas there’s a cost, he says Heaven is lost
To the wicked, the wanton, the drunk
I’m sure that he means me, he’s looking right at me
I’m feeling the lash of his tongue
br
So thank you Reverend Bob
For pointing out in words
Repentance is the surest way to Heaven
But before I can repent
I must commit a sin
So I’m working hard oh so hard to get to Heaven
ch