Luyện nghe bài hát The Gospel Accordin' to John

(kinky friedman, friedman)
He was just an old-time preacher on the ol' radio
But never learn to listen till they lived enough to know.
I used to out on that porch when mama'd turn the durn thing on
To the accordin' to john.

Her mail-order prayer shawl fell her silver hair,
Her sad eyes saw a better world when john on the air.
Mama had someone to turn to she was rockin' all night
To the gospel to john.

You see, she was a blind believer in john's Bible game.
He'd heal em, wheel em, deal em, em in heaven's name.
Onward christian soldiers, just a and a half
Buys a photo of with an autograph.

And jesus was a-watching the table by the door
When that rockin' chair grew silent and that shawl to the floor.
I walked out on that porch I couldnt find a prayer
When a kindly voice come cross the air.

Said, folks, them righteous are comin, I say, they're comin' right on back.
You can hop that gospel train, he said, from sides of the track.
Some prayin', keep a-listenin', keep a-helpin' out the show,
cause ol' with you anywhere you go.

Now some folks claim the scriptures are the only truth,
Others swear by peter, or matthew, mark or luke,
Ah but there ain't a nicer passage just to sail a upon
Than the gospel to john.

He was just an preacher but he answered mama's call,
His words may never save a soul, but his faith could us all.
cause life's a sacred pilgrimage trip you're on
And that's the accordin to john.

God you, john you ol' devil ...