Oh, I'm gonna get me religion
I'm gonna join the Baptist Church
Oh, I'm gonna get me religion
I'm gonna join the Baptist Church
I'm gon' be a baptist preacher
And I sure won't have to work
Oh, I'm gonna preach these blues now
And I want everybody to shout
Mm-mm, I want everybody to shout
I'm gonna do like a prisoner
I'm gon' roll my time on out
Oh, in my room, I bowed down to pray
Oh, up in my room
I bowed down to pray
Then the blues come along
And they blew my spirit away
Oh, I'd'a had religion
Lord, this very day
Oh, I'd'a had religion
Lord, this very day
But the women's and whiskey
Well, they would not let me pray
Oh, I wish I had me
A heaven of my own
Yeah, Heaven of my own
Then I'd give all my women
A long, long happy home
Yeah, I love my baby
Just like I love myself
Oh, just like I love myself
But if she don't have me
She won't have nobody else
--Son House, "Preacher Blues"
