Letra
I heeded the call at an early age
Fully immersed chapter verse and page
Baptized let the spirit take hold
St. Pete's book my name was on the roll
A lost soul a sister to convert
There I found heaven right up under her skirt
Like a beast from a cage I sprung
Sweeter than the Lord's supper on my tongue
The backslider's boogie
The backslider's boogie
Having one hell of a time
On my spiritual quest I longed for more
But what I wanted wasn't behind no church house door
My Sunday faith wasn't as strong
Because my Saturday nights lasted too long
Back to the fold was my preacher's sole mission
Too late I'd washed away my inhibitions
Gambling with my soul was risky
But I love my woman weed and whiskey
The backslider's boogie
The backslider's boogie
Having one hell of a time
When I've smoked my lungs and pickled my liver
The time will come when my parties over
The Book will show time and again where I failed
I'll say Oh hell Pete let's go chase some tail
The backslider's boogie
The backslider's boogie
Having one hell of a time
Written by: Ralph Stevens, Walter Earl Brown
