Preacher Bill come to our house One Sunday bright and fine To fill his belly with sweet potatoes Biscuits, chicken and wine He took our Nelly back up the barn And carried on a sight I heard him whisper in her ear There ll be no church tonight. Therell be no church tonight, my dear Therell be no church tonight! One more kiss from your red lips And therell be now church tonight! While peeking through my knothole I seen him take her hand Put his hand upon her bosom And called it the promised land The mountains of life and glorys hills As he touched her leg so light He gasped for air and said a prayer Therell be no church tonight! Therell be no church tonight, my dear Therell be no church tonight! One more kiss from your red lips And therell be now church tonight! She lay on a pile of hay And gently closed her eyes She said the word of the 23rd psalm To the good Lord and the skies What I seen through that knothole I cannot sing or write But now I know the reason why Therell be no church tonight Therell be no church tonight, my dear Therell be no church tonight! One more kiss from your red lips And therell be now church tonight!
therell, church, tonight, knothole, dear