(Kinky Friedman, Roger Friedman)
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He was just an old-time preacher on the ol¡¯ time radio
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But they never learn to listen till they lived enough to know.
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I used to walk out on that porch when mama¡¯d turn the durn thing on
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To the Gospel accordin¡¯ to John.
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Her mail-order prayer shawl fell across her silver hair,
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Her sad eyes saw a better world when John came on the air.
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Mama had someone to turn to ? she was rockin¡¯ all night long
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To the Gospel accordin¡¯ to John.
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You see, she was a blind believer in John¡¯s bible beatin¡¯ game.
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He¡¯d heal ¡®em, wheel ¡®em, deal ¡®em, bless ¡®em in Heaven¡¯s name.
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Onward Christian soldiers, just a dollar and a half
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Buys a photo of Jesus with an autograph.
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And Jesus was a-watching from the table by the door
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When that rockin¡¯ chair grew silent and that shawl fell to the floor.
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I walked out on that porch because I couldn¡°t find a prayer
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When a kindly voice come a-cracklin¡¯ ¡®cross the air.
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Said, ¡°Folks, them righteous times are comin¡°, I say, they¡¯re comin¡¯ right on back.
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You can hop that gospel train,¡± he said, ¡°from both sides of the track.
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Some people prayin¡¯, keep a-listenin¡¯, keep a-helpin¡¯ out the show,
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¡®Cause ol¡¯ John¡¯s with you anywhere you go.¡±
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Now some folks claim the Scriptures are the only living truth,
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Others swear by Peter, Paul or Matthew, Mark or Luke,
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Ah but there ain¡¯t a nicer passage just to sail a dream upon
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Than the gospel accordin¡¯ to John.
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He was just an old-time preacher but he answered mama¡¯s call,
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His words may never save a soul, but his faith could heal us all.
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¡®Cause life's a sacred pilgrimage whatever trip you¡¯re on
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And that's the gospel accordin¡° to John.
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Recitation:
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God bless you, John ? you ol¡¯ devil ...
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The Gospel Accordin' To John
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| Kinky Friedman |
