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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Travis Tritt
Lead Vocals
John Hampton
Background Vocals
Dana Mcvicker
Background Vocals
John Cowan
Background Vocals
Little Feat
Slide Guitar
Jim Ruggiere
Harmonica
Bill Payne
Piano
Cherry Streeter
Background Vocals
Christine Weston
Background Vocals
Fred Tackett
Electric Guitar
Helen Plummer
Background Vocals
Kenny Gradney
Bass Guitar
Kimberly Hughes
Background Vocals
Lois Streeter
Background Vocals
Matlen Latson
Background Vocals
Patricia Snell
Background Vocals
Paul Barrere
Guitar
Richie Hayward
Drums
Robin Snell
Background Vocals
Rosa McLore
Background Vocals
Sam Slayton
Congas
Sandra Prewitt
Background Vocals
Willie Streeter
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Tritt
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alan Schulman
Engineer
CARRY SUMMERS
Engineer
Clarke Schleicher
Engineer
Jeff Powell
Engineer
Ken Paulakovich
Engineer
Mark Capps
Engineer
Mark Nevers
Engineer
Mike Poole
Engineer
Patrick Kelly
Engineer
Robert Charles
Engineer
Toby Seay
Engineer
Chris Hammond
Recording Engineer
John Hampton
Mixing Engineer
Denny Purcell
Mastering Engineer
Carlos Grier
Editing Engineer
Gregg Kofi Brown
Producer
Stevie Bashir
Engineer
Lyrics
(Travis Tritt)
Well, he was the assistant preacher
And the Sunday school teacher
In the church that I grew up in
She was looker from Atlanta,
Led the choir, played piano
Had a body that was made for sin.
She didn't care that he was married,
'Cause the torch that she carried
Was hotter than the fires of hell
She had plans to seduce him,
If she could, she could loosen
A notch in the bible belt.
So, she called him up at home
When she knew he'd be alone
Said, 'Preacher I could use advice,
I got troubles with a man
that I know you'll understand
If you could help me it would sure be nice.
They met a few minutes after
In the office of the Pastor
And she started telling how she felt
What a chance they were takin'
When they first started breakin'
The laws of the bible belt.
There's a lot of good people
Who are led astray
That believe what the good Book said
Well, I'll tell ya somethin' brother
When you're dealin' with the Devil
It's tough to keep a level head.
And it's hard to imagine
How the flames of passion
Can burn you till your soul will melt
And it'll spread like a cancer
But you're gonna have to answer
To the Lord and the bible belt.
Someone said they went to Vegas,
Back home it didn't take us
Long to hear the news of what they did
Nobody could believe that he
Left his wife to grieve
Alone with two pre-school kids.
I don't know how they're doin'
But I know that they're screwin'
Up a good thing they once had
They better get their heads together
Or they're gonna slap leather
With the Lord and the bible belt.
Repeat Chorus
They better get their heads together
Or they're gonna slap leather
With the Lord and the bible belt...
Writer(s): Travis Tritt
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