(Dolly Parton) Daddy was an old time preacher man He preacher the word of God throughout the land He preached so plain a child could understand Yes
(Dolly Parton) The man I loved ran a salesman route Selling goods from house to house Now I knew my mama would never stand For me stepping out with
(Dolly Parton) I know you think you love her and you're making plans to leave But I must tell you something I just hope you'll believe I know it isn
bath You're as helpless as a baby But I love you, understand I'm just gettin' tired Of being your ole handy man Your woman's gettin' tired Of being your ole handy man
DADDY WAS AN OLD TIME PREACHER MAN (Dolly Parton - Dorothy Jo Hope) Daddy was an old time preacher man He preached the word of God throughout the land
(Dolly Parton) And Oprah was talkin' on TV this mornin' She said when love dies, there's no need to keep mourning The honeymoon's over, there's no
(Dolly Parton) If I'm not your kind of woman Being just the way I am Then I know you're really not My kind of man I don't believe you have the right
I'm just the common man The fool who understands The pain you go through When life takes you under So, sing for the common man A song for the common man
Sing a song sweet music man 'cause I won't be there To hold your hand like I used to, I'm through with you You're a heck of a singer and powerful man
come up here that kissin' tree And I'll give him some kissin' to I love a tall man, he ain't a small man My man is all man and the only man for me Now
, I just know his heart is true I don't know why he's more a man than any man I know I don't know how I know the man's for real but I still know The man
Sing a song sweet music man 'Cause I won't be there to hold your hand like I used to I'm through with you You're a heck of a singer and powerful man But
any pages I'm just the common man The fool who understands The pain you go through When life takes you under So, sing for the common man A song for the common man
run away With that traveling man on a Saturday Well Saturday's here and here I stand And there goes my mama with that traveling man Oh that traveling man
If I'm not your kind of woman being just the way I am Then I know you're really not my kind of man I don't believe you have the right to ask me to be
lives For she'll have other men oh and she won't want you then Cause she's never met a man she didn't like Oh no she's never met a man she didn't like
come up here that kissin' tree and I'll give him some kissin' to I love a tall man he ain't a small man my man is all man and the only man for me Now
