Dusty Springfield: Son of a Preacher Man
Billy-ray was a preachers son
And when his daddy would visit hed come along
When they gathered round and started talkin
Thats when billy would take me walkin
A-through the back yard wed go walkin
Then hed look into my eyes
Lord knows to my surprise
The only one who could ever reach me
Was the son of a preacher man
The only boy who could ever teach me
Was the son of a preacher man
Yes he was, he was, mmm, yes he was
Being good isnt always easy
No matter how hard I try
When he started sweet-talkin to me
Hed come and tell me everything is all right
Hed kiss and tell me everything is all right
Can I get away again tonight?
The only one who could ever reach me
Was the son of a preacher man
The only boy who could ever teach me
Was the son of a preacher man
Yes he was, he was, lord knows he was
How well I remember
The look that was in his eyes
Stealin kisses from me on the sly
Takin time to make time
Tellin me that hes all mine
Learnin from each others knowing
Lookin to see how much weve grown
And the only one who could ever reach me
Was the son of a preacher man
The only boy who could ever teach me
Was the son of a preacher man
Yes he was, he was, oh, yes he was
He was the sweet-talking son of a preacher man
I guessed he was the son of a preacher man
Sweet-lovin son of a preacher man
Ahh, move me
ATDZIEDĀJUMS:
aāh uūh jeēeh vhou u ou
bija baigi labi man bija
aāh uūh jeēeh vhou u ou
pirmo reiz man tik labi man bija
ar ko?!? u u ar to!! o o
vhou priestera dēlinš tas bija
jeēeh vhou
u ou
bija baigi labi man bija
vhou u ou
jeēeh uūh
bija priestera dēlinš tas bija
utt;uml;ujk.gadu to dziedu
aāh uūh
jeēeh vhou
nez jau kuro gadu to dziedu
Dziesmiņa pārdomām par to, cik labi vai nelabi ir, ja draudzei ir, tā teikt, harizmātisks mācītājs. Vēlams neprecēts. Prātā nāk Agates Nesaules “Sieviete dzintarā” – sākuma daļa, kur viņas māte ar družku Ulmaņlaikos apbraukā apkaimes baznīcas, lai izvērtētu “piedāvājumu”. Un vēl tur viens vietējā mēroga pianists vasaras vakarā lauku pastorāta sarīkojumā (ķipa Rotari klubiņš) liegi plinkšķina klavieres: par Kristu vien, par Kristu vien, bet pašam, uz jauniņo mācītāja kundzi raugoties, erekcija.
Nē, nu forši jau, ka ir tādi smukiņi mācītāji un viņu dēliņi. Un mūsdienās jau tas ne tikai uz kundzītēm vien darbojas – arī dažiem zēniem patīk. Un, rau, pilnvērtīga draudzes dzīve garantēta.
stilīga dziesma, var pastilot, bet nekas vairāk. son of a … preacher man.