Some of my friends got down to Jesus And some got down to God He wasn't dead yet He was just on the nod
Louie the Hook had a hunger way down in his soul He'd hit his destination if hell had been his goal He'd bruises and he'd ulcers in places you can't guess Safe to say that he'd made his play but Louis was a mess
Now Louie needed money in a very desperate way He could feel his hour approaching, he was turning very grey When down the road come a preacher hustlin' for the Lord He laid his eyes on Louie but he did not speak a word
The Preacher looked at Louie and he broke out in a grin I'd rightly say by your shade of grey, Baby, I know the fix you're in Louie just kept a-staring thinking he'd hit the mark I'll get on your wagon, Preacher, put the horse before the cart
The Preacher's eyes grew molten, he shouted to the Lord " 'Fore I'm done he'll talk in tongues and he shall know the word" But the Preacher had a silken suit and a new hog down the street And rocks on every finger (he was cool, if not discrete)
So Louie eyed the Preacher looking deep into his soul The way he's decked I'd reckon he's got a thousand dollar roll The Preacher raged, the Preacher roared as Louie began to sweat If Life is just a gamble he thought he'd lost the bet
When up jumped Louie shaking crying, "I have seen the light" The Preacher he was chuckling he thought he'd won the fight But Louie, quick as crystal, got the spirit to his feet He passed the hat, grabbed fifty bucks and beat it on down the street
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