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[Intro]
Woo
Woo
[Verse]
Blackbird on the old church steeple
Spanish moss hangin' in the settin' sun
Every house house has got a Bible and a loaded gun
We got preachers and politicians
'Round here it's kinda hard to tell which one
Is gonna do more talkin' with a crooked tongue
[Pre-Chorus]
This town's got the good lord shakin' his head
Lookin' down thinkin' we ain't heard a word he said
A word he said
[Chorus]
Baptized in Southern Gothic
In the garden of good and evil
Devil right here who would've thought it?
In a town full of God-fearin' people
Dogs and deadbolts guard the night
Nothin' left to do but kneel and pray
We got a church on every corner
So why does heaven feel so far away?
Far away (ooh)
[Verse]
Must be somethin' in the muddy water
Turns the whisky 'bout as sweet as sin
Every drunk in town can sing a brown bag hymn
Good fences make good neighbors
But good neighbors make good lovers too
And when your man ain't home any man will do
[Pre-Corus]
This town's got the good lord shakin' his head
Lookin' down thinkin' we ain't heard a word he said
A word he said
[Chorus]
Baptized in Southern Gothic
In the garden of good and evil
Devil right here who would've thought it?
In a town full of God-fearin' people
Dogs and deadbolts guard the night
Nothin' left to do but kneel and pray
We got a church on every corner
So why does heaven feel so far away?
Far away (ooh)
[Bridge]
High on homegrown smokin' that brimstone
Mama ain't stoppin' poppin' that cotton
No happy ever after waitin' on the rapture now
[Chorus]
Baptized in Southern Gothic
In the garden of good and evil
Devil right here who would've thought it?
In a town full of God-fearin' people
Dogs and deadbolts guard the night
Nothin' left to do but kneel and pray
We got a church on every corner
So why does heaven feel so far away?
Far away (ooh)
[Outro]
Southern Gothic
Southern Gothic
Southern Gothic
(supprime les barrés)