Preachin' The Blues, Part 1

Oh, I'm gon' get me religion I'm gon' join the baptist church
 Oh, I'm gon' get me religion I'm gon' join the baptist church
 I'm gon' be a baptist preacher and I sure won't have to work
 Oh, I'm gonna preach these blues now, and I want everybody to shout
 Mmm-mmm, I want everybody to shout
 I'm gonna do like a prisoner, I'm gon' roll my time on out
 Oh, in my room I bowed down to pray
 Oh, up in my room I bowed down to pray
 Then the blues come along and they blowed my spirit away
 Oh, I'd'a had religion, Lord, this very day
 Oh, I'd'a had religion, Lord, this very day
 But the womens and whiskey, well, they would not let me pray
 Oh, I wish I had me a heaven of my own,
 (praise God almighty)
 Yeah, heaven of my own,
 Then I'd give all my women a long, long happy home
 Yeah, I love my baby just like I love myself
 Oh, just like I love myself
 But if she don't have me she won't have nobody else.