制作
出演艺人
Todd Nance
鼓
Domingo Ortiz
打击乐
Michael Houser
吉他
John Bell
吉他
Dave Schools
电低音吉他
John Hermann
键盘
制作和工程
John Keane
混音工程师
歌词
[Verse 1]
It was six o'clock, about Saturday
Henry Parsons died
And all of his good neighbors say
That man was never truly satisfied
Preacher man, he wouldn't say no prayers
Church bells didn't ring
When all the people stood up and stared
When a choir girl jumped up and started to sing
[Verse 2]
He been baptized in every creek in Georgia
The Devil still called his name
Every time he shot up drinkin' holy wine
He'd spill it down his shirt in shame
[Verse 3]
They held an auction on his front porch this morning
Sold off all his clothes, yeah
Sold of his four-poster bed
There were debutantes breakin' down and sit in the front row
They burned the house and spent the night
The smoke rose thick and black
Now Henry Parsons got no place to stay
If he ever gets the nerve up to come back
[Verse 4]
He was baptized in every creek in Georgia
The Devil still calls his name
Every time he shot up drinkin' holy wine
He'd spill it down his shirt in shame
[Verse 5]
Everybody all over this town
They know his reputation
All came to see him buried down in the ground
What you may call a little morbid fascination
What is everybody gonna say?
What is everybody gonna do?
Now Henry Parsons had passed away
Got no one to pin that guilt onto
[Verse 6]
He been baptized in every creek in Georgia
The Devil still called his name
Every time he shot up drinkin' holy wine
He'd spill it down, down
[Verse 7]
He been baptized in every creek in Georgia
The Devil still called his name
Every time he shot up drinkin' holy wine
He'd spill it down his shirt in shame
Written by: Daniel Hutchens
