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The Cursed Old Possessed Preacher Blues

from Garden Variations by Cory Fay

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The Earth is hot and blind
and full of nothing but dirt and time
to sin and disappoint your mother and die

Don't think of me as no kind a' preacher
I'm more like a teacher
and I'll keep your soul safe by my side

And I started carrying a gun around
it's like a hot lead Christ
leaving footprints in all the sinners in town

Ain't no devil never stood with me
I'm as clean and pious as any
man could ever be

I wear all black, I keep the hell off of my back
I am holy, and I am free

I see angels made of bone and weed
and the bark of birch trees
in my mind saying the towns rising up and coming after me

well let them come
I got my gin and the word
and the shadows in the church pews speaking in tongues

I ain't got nothing to fear
fear's for them what tries to find me here

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from Garden Variations, released September 16, 2017

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