Lyrics
All of our children got shoes, now you know doggone well that ain t religion Religion?, sistren yeah
That s where the weakness lies, sistren yeah
You strut the aisles, you wink your eye and smile Calloway, one thing i do despise
Sistren yeah, is that religion, is that religion
Do brethren yeah, you all done took me off my lid, sistren yeah
hear my preachin
hear my preachin
You got him so preplexed, the good books teachin ain t been reachin you Cab, you wink your eye and smile
That s where the weakness lies, you catch my deacon s eyes
Is that religion, you all done took me off my lid, hear my preachin
Hear my preachin, is that religion
You catch my deacon s eyes, the good books teachin ain t been reachin you, do brethren yeah
Now you know doggone well that ain t religion, you strut the aisles
sistren yeah
Sistren yeah, now you know doggone well that ain t religion
You all done took me off my lid, the good books teachin ain t been reachin you, is that religion
All dressed to kill with style, you strut the aisles
All dressed to kill with style, tryin to get your partners to skid That, hear my preachin
hear my preachin
I ve got shoes you ve got shoes, you catch my deacon s eyes
I ve got shoes you ve got shoes, now you know doggone well my mind ain t on my text, all dressed to kill with style
Tell us all about it, you see your parsons vexed
you know there s gonna be some cheatin did
Is that religion, hear my preachin, now you know doggone well my mind ain t on my text
All of our children got shoes, you got him so preplexed
Brethren yeah, one thing i do despise
You see your parsons vexed, you know there s gonna be some cheatin did
all of our children got shoes
Do brethren yeah, brethren yeah, you all done took me off my lid
You strut the aisles, you see your parsons vexed Calloway, tryin to get your partners to skid
