
A Fool's Gospel
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- blues rock
- gospel
- male vocalist
- live
- fiddle
- backing vocals
- slide guitar
- energetic
- country rock
- hammond organ
- 1990s
- southern rock
- alt-country
- roots rock
- hard rock
Lyrics
Verse 1
Sheriff Tate found him sleeping in the baptist fountain
Boots on the pulpit steps at half past dawn
He stole the mayor's tractor for a midnight drag race
Brought it back with a dent and a brand new song
Preacher Crane called him a walking congregation of sin
Said boy you're headed somewhere hot and low
But the fool just grinned and tipped his busted hat
Said I reckon I'll see you when I go
Chorus 1
One wears a badge one wears a Bible
One wears nothing but a reckless smile
The fool rides free down a crooked mile
And the whole town laughs for a little while
(Laughs for a little while)
Verse 2
Then the creek rose up and took the old mill bridge
Split the town in two by Tuesday night
Sheriff wanted sandbags preacher wanted prayer
Nobody could agree on wrong or right
The fool stood up on a feed store crate
Said I got a notion and it's kinda strange
They said sit down boy you're a walking mess
But he drew a map on the back of a candy wrapper page
Chorus 2
One wears a badge one wears a Bible
One wears nothing but a foolish plan
The fool rides free but the water's rising
And maybe we never knew that man
(Never knew that man)
Verse 3
He rigged the old grain auger to a tractor chain
Pulled the whole town's rowboats through the mud
Sheriff held the rope with both his hands
Preacher waded in and blessed the flood
Half-time now the water hit the levy wall
Then the chorus of the county came alive
Every soul that ever called him worthless
Grabbed a rope and pulled and kept the town alive
Chorus 3
One wore a badge one wore a Bible
One wore nothing but a beaten heart
The fool rode in like a ragged angel
And the whole town learned to play their part
(Raise it up now raise it up)
Guitar Solo
Fiddle Answer
Verse 4
Sheriff shook his hand outside the courthouse steps
Said I been wrong about a lot of things
Preacher took his hat off in the morning light
Said grace don't always come on holy wings
Chorus 4
One wears a badge one wears a Bible
One wears nothing but a second chance
The fool rides home through a grateful town
And we all join hands and we all dance
(Join hands now join hands)
Hallelujah for the fool's gospel
Hallelujah for the fool's gospel
(Oh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh)
Outro
Mm-hmm mm-hmm
(Hallelujah)
Mm-hmm mm-hmm
(Oh-oh)
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