they say that lucky men like cats have got nine lives,
well, watch me and i’ll lose ‘em all, yeah, i won’t even try

in the morning you’ll come wake me and you’ll find that i am gone
you feel your luck had changed that – where you’ll think i’m comin’ from?

well, i’ll say, “oh, preacher, preacher, can’t you wave and make me clean?”
he said, “i’m sorry son, that’s just a sinner’s dream.”

and i said, “oh, preacher, preacher can’t you wave and make me clean?”
he said, “i’m sorry son, that’s just a sinner’s dream.”

and i said, “oh, oh, oh, my sinnin’ soul. my sinnin’ soul.”

hey, mister lucifer, pour that liquor three rings deep,
you could get my lips a’flappin’ but we both know talk is cheap

you could tell the truth, some lies, yeah, we both know what it seems
well, i’ve heard you’ve been with many but you’ve never been with me

and i said, “oh, preacher, preacher, can’t you wave and make me clean?”
he said, “i’m sorry son, that’s just a sinner’s dream.”

and i said, “oh, preacher, preacher can’t you wave and make me clean?”
he said, “i’m sorry son, that’s just a sinner’s dream.”

and i said, “Oh, oh, oh, my sinnin’ soul. my sinnin’ soul.”

in the mornin’ wake me and you’ll come that i’m gone,
yeah, you’ll feel your good luck comin’ – where you think it’s comin’ from?

and dirty ol’ satan, he’ll be suckin’ on my bones just as soon as my wicked body’s gone

and i said, “oh, preacher, preacher, can’t you wave and make me clean?”
he said, “i’m sorry son, that’s just a sinner’s dream.”

and i said, “oh, preacher, preacher can’t you wave and make me clean?”
he said, “i’m sorry son, that’s just a sinner’s dream.”

and i said, “oh, oh, oh, my sinnin’ soul. my sinnin’ soul.”


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