Letras
I was walking down the road
I spied a laughing dog in the road
He said, "Preacher, why do you make me laugh?
Lord's gonna separate the wheat from the chaff"
You're a dog, don't talk to me
"Preacher, don't you know I could bite your leg?
I could make you get down on your knees and beg"
You're a dog, don't talk to me
"I don't want you walking, sir, in my golden meadow
Why don't you move on and get off my property?"
You're a dog, don't talk to me
"Preacher, why do you make me laugh?
Lord gonna separate the wheat from the chaff"
You're a dog, don't talk to me