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Son Of A Preacher Man
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A rough demo. I recorded this song nine years ago. It was only the second song I had ever recorded.
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I live in East Texas where I own a recording studio and operate a small independent record label. I produce and engineer all styles of music from Country to R&B to Rap. I write songs in several styles also, mainly Country, R&B, Gospel, and my own style of Rock. I believe that all genres of music have something worthwhile and relevant to add to our lives, and that there is no such thing as a good or bad style - only good and bad songs. I play guitar, sax, keys, and harmonica, and I am by no means a virtuoso on any of them. I play decent enough to get it right eventually, but when I have the choice I prefer to let someone else do in an hour what would take me 3 hours to get it good enough to go on an album. My real talents are songwriting, producing, and engineering. they are also my passion. I also do freelance acoustical consulting for individuals building their own studios, schools, nightclubs, businesses, and churches who need help with their sound issues.
Song Info
Genre
Rock Southern Rock
Charts
#802 in subgenre Peak #1
Charts
Peak #22
Author
Chris Garrett
Rights
copyright 1994 Chris Garrett
Uploaded
July 05, 2004
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MP3 2.7 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
The second song I ever recorded. Not flushed out, and a pretty embarassing one-take vocal. I would remix it, but I lost the original tracks, so if I ever pitch this song, I'll have to start from scratch to get something presentable. But it does get the point across. I realize there's another song with this title, but mine is nothing like it at all, and titles can't be copyrighted.
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My daddy was a preacher man, And me and Daddy, We never did see eye to eye. He'd wave that Bible in his hand, Preached hellfire and brimstone Comin' down outta the sky. One day I told him He could go to hell, He kicked me outta the house, And that's just as well. I guess you could say That I broke those family ties. CHORUS: I was a wild go-gitter, A barstool sitter, A lady killer, And a hard, hard hitter. A mama-upsetter, An attention getter. Everybody thought my daddy Taught me better. A double-taker, A trouble maker - Son of a preacher man. Vs 2: So I became an outlaw, Ridin' the range on a horse Made of rubber and steel. I really ain't that bad, y'all, I just ain't gonna let nobody Change the way I feel. Two-hunnerd pounds of misery, If you don't want trouble, Don't mess with me. I'm a solid steel sledgehammer, Forged in a red-hot fire. CHORUS: I'm a wild go-gitter, A barstool sitter, A lady killer, And a hard, hard hitter. A mama-upsetter, An attention getter. Everybody thought my daddy Taught me better. A double-taker, A trouble maker - Son of a preacher man.
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