Tom: G
G D Em C
[Verse]
G Em
I remember Daddy held the Bible like a gun
C D
Back when I was a Pentecostal Gospel preacher’s son
G Em
And I still can see the fire and brimstone in his eyes
C
When he preached to people in a tent
D
Repent before you die
Em C D
Me I’d sneak out back with some saintly southern girl
Em C D
And there I’d teach her the ways of this world
[Chorus]
G D
Well, I guess I was a way too wild to be the child of a preacher man
Em C D
With one foot on solid rock and one on the sinking sand
G D
Just like the Prodigal son I guess I got way too lost
Em C D G
Living somewhere in between the devil and the cross
[Verse]
G Em
I was Daddy’s worst nightmare by the time I turned eighteen
C D
Baptized in a whiskey river on the streets of New Orleans
G Em
Well, the demons, drugs, and rock n’ roll they seemed to cloud my mind
C D
And women were a weakness for weeks at a time
Em C D
I learned the hard way what you reap is what you sow
Em C D
So, in silent desperation, one night I headed home
[Chorus]
G D
Yeah, I guess I was a way too wild to be the child of a preacher man
Em C D
With one foot on solid rock and one on the sinking sand
G D
Just like the Prodigal son I guess I got way too lost
Em C D G
Living somewhere in between the devil and the cross
[Bridge]
C
Daddy did more than talk the talk
Em
He walked the walk in life
D C D
He loved me and forgave me when I came home that night
C Em
He said, “Son, don’t ever be ashamed for God forgives the lost.
D C D
We all live somewhere in between the devil and the cross.”
[Chorus]
G D
Lord, I guess I was a way too wild to be the child of a preacher man
Em C D
With one foot on solid rock and one on the sinking sand
G D
Just like the Prodigal son I guess I got way too lost
Em C D G
Living somewhere in between the devil and the cross
D Em C D
Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa
G D
Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa
Em C D G
I got way too lost
