I'm a son of a preacher man
Everybody calls him Brother Jim
Seem like I spend my life
Trying to live up to him
Week he taught me wrong from right
But Lord knows I still sin
Hey I'm the son of a preacher man
Daddy said that the narrow road
Was the only road to take
But now I make my living on a tour bus
Rolling down interstates
All-nighters with cheaters and liars
Can sometimes test your faith
I'm still the son of a preacher man
Well the good books say that Jesus ran with a party crowd
So I believe and pray them Pearly Gates are still where I'm bound
And I don't know if the life I chose make my daddy proud
Of who I am
I'm just the son of a preacher man
Most Sunday mornings
I spend getting over Saturday nights
While he's down there preaching in the pulpit
Singing, I Saw The Light.
And sometimes it's hard
To look my mirror in the eye
Knowing I'm the son of a preacher man
Well the good books say that Jesus ran with a party crowd
So I believe and pray them Pearly Gates are still where I'm bound
And I don't know if the life I chose make my daddy proud
Of who I am
I'm just the son of a preacher man
I'm just the son, I'm just the son
Hey I'm the son
Of a preacher man