Luyện nghe bài hát The Gospel Accordin' to John

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

God you, john you ol' devil ...