Paroles de The Reverend

In this town lived Reverend Hall A catfish caught was ten foot small Between the cornfields lies a lake Where seagulls swim and the turtles bake To live the life of Reverend Hall And bless the creatures low and tall A work of Frost read by the fire Is all he needs to get down and get up You don't need to see no light Drive down Princeton road one night You'll see something through and through Let the Reverend talk to you Well my automobile's packed And it's time to leave It's almost fifty years since he first breathed Out on the farm we wear no pants Our job is to make the old folks dance