After the Preacher’s Gone
I wish you’d been at our house
To hear the blessing papa said today
He thanked the lord for everything
And asked him if he’d guide us all the way

And then he asked the Lord
To watch over us and bless out little home
But I know how it's gonna be
After the preacher’s gone

Now mamma fixes dinner
For the preachers family once a year
I have to give the bible down
And wipe away the dust throughout the year

Then my mama says to papa
Watch your language or you might say something wrong
But you should hear the words we’ll say
After the preacher’s gone

My sister hid her novels
And I hid all my movie magazines
I took out empty beer cans
Papa left last night while watching his TV
And before the preacher leaves us
He’ll ask papa if he’ll lead in a gospel song
But you should hear the songs we sing
After the preacher’s gone

Nobody has to tell us
If we’re living by the golden rule
And we might fool the preacher
But it’s not him we’re really trying to fool

'Cause there’s somebody somewhere
And he’ll know it if you faith is really strong
'Cause he’s always watching you
After the preacher’s gone

After the preacher’s gone