Gambling Preacher and His Daughter Lyrics – Whiskey Folk Ramblers
Singer: Whiskey Folk Ramblers
Title: Gambling Preacher and His Daughter
Well the gambling preacher’s daughter always held a fancy feast
Where the men would come and gawk at her and speak out while they’d eat
Saying ride, ride, let me ride
Oh, but the preacher’s daughter laughed, she was only seventeen
She had eyes for Evan Cocker’s son, though he was rather mean
He would ride, oh he would ride
Well thеir tongues were tiеd and tried to each others every night
‘Til the boy ran off with someone else while she stayed home and cried
Oh she cried, oh how she cried
Well she did the best she could, but she was crazy through and through
So she put another feast on but she poisoned all the food
And she laughed while the men, they acted rude
And the gambling preacher came home from a late night at the fire
To a table full of dead young men and his daughter stole his car
So she could ride far off in the night
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