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the whistles and the bells - transistor resistor lyrics

driving two hours west of memphis
same song and dance for two hundred miles
some station bled in
some sister testifying
about sin, heroin, and redemption
on my fm dial

the choir started singing “rock of ages”
almost changed it, but today’s country music gives me fits
but that’s all there was, so i said god, you’re in luck
and i turned it up
just a little bit
yeah i did

then some deep thick drawl started talking
a southern preacher has a certain thunder in his voice
bible belt, fact or fiction
he spoke with conviction
got my attention
said, “listen
tonight you have a choice
tonight you have a choice
tonight we have a choice”

he said “i know + i once was a cynic
i even spent some time in the clink, i get it!
life feels too realistic, so you need jesus to fix it
we’re all natural born cynics
ain’t no natural born believers
it’s all right, it’s all right!”
first time anybody ever said it was all right
but i didn’t get it
he went on and on and on
about grace for a time or two
he said words i never heard on my mama’s pew
“sticks and stones can break your bones
but brother all your do’s and don’ts
they won’t save your soul
only god alone can save your soul.”
he made god sound like a two syllable word

i’ve seen ol’ jimmy swaggart crying
prostitutes in the pulpit just don’t preach
he said, “dress it down in drug addiction, dress it up in religion
we’re all needing redemption, we’re all needin’ jesus
come on!”

halfway into hope
arkansas
station running out of time
it was a territory war between god and the world
and the devil plays a mean steel guitar
a mean steel guitar
a mean steel guitar
a mean steel guitar

signal faded at the state line
last thing that got through
was “you can’t be saved unless you know you’re lost
so let this be a warning to you
a warning to you
a love letter to you.”
then “kaw+liga” by charley pride came on and i laughed
driving out there somewhere between my past and my future
my face soaking wet in my rear view
i drove on
changed at thirty+two

- the whistles and the bells lyrics

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