The Preacher

Gather round the preacherman gather round here If you're waiting for the word that'll make it all clear When you look in the sky you can see what he sees There's a fire in the Belt of Hercules Well the man in the collar says come to the fold Bible in his hand ta*sle of gold Says heaven could be locked but he's got a set of keys They fit the buckle in the belt of Hercules We all gotta come to the light together Put your dreams in your pocket boy We all gotta come to the light together Follow me The preacherman's climbing up above a timberline Bible in his hand praying for a sign Says "I'm tired of the devil - I'm down on my knees!" "I'll fight the battle for the belt of Hercules" We all gotta come to the light together Put your dreams in your pocket boy We all gotta come to the light together Follow me