Son of a preacherman
Dusty Springfield Nr.: 77
Billy Ray was the preacher's sonAnd when his daddy would visit he'd come alongWhen they gathered 'round and started talkin'That's when Billy would take me walkin'Out through the back yard we'd go walkin'Then he'd look into my eyesLord knows, to my surprise The only one who could ever reach meWas the son of a preacher manThe only boy who could ever teach meWas the son of a preacher manYes, he was, he was, ooh, yes, he was Being good isn't always easyNo matter how hard I tryWhen he started sweet-talkin' to meHe'd come and tell me "Everything is alright"He'd kiss and tell me "Everything is alright"Can I get away again tonight? The only one who could ever reach meWas the son of a preacher manThe only boy who could ever teach meWas the son of a preacher manYes, he was, he was, ooh, Lord knows, he was (yes, he was) How well I rememberThe look that was in his eyesStealin' kisses from me on the slyTakin' time to make timeTellin' me that he's all mineLearnin' from each other's knowin'Lookin' to see how much we've grown and The only one who could ever reach meWas the son of a preacher manThe only boy who could ever teach meWas the son of a preacher manYes, he was, he was, oh, yes, he was He was the sweet-talkin' son of a preacher man (The only boy who could ever teach me)I kissed me the son of a preacher man (The only one who could ever move me)The sweet-lovin' son of a preacher man (The only one who could ever groove me)usw.