Текст песни: Joseph Arthur + перевод

Beware my good friends of a preacher

Roaming around in our fair land

He’ll reel you in

With a fear of sin

And he’ll leave with your dollars in his hand

Oh you might think you’re going to see him singing

You might think you’re going to see him play

But he’s coming to give your brains a cleaning

And he’s leaving with your hard-earned pay

Singing down, down, down

Lick him on down

Make him wear that thorny crown

Come along boys and gather around

For the departure of Joseph Arthur

Oh if Jesus ever were to come back

His blood would boil to the brim

But since he ain’t around

And old Arthur’s in town

We’re going to have to do the good work for him

So if you ever see old Arthur

Remember on the sorry souls that bought him

If that man walks on the stage

And sings Amazing Grace

Cover your ears, or you’ll leave with empty pockets

Singing down, down, down

Lick him on down

Make him wear that thorny crown

Come along boys and gather around

For the departure of Joseph Arthur

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