Music time with Dusty and the Gibbs

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Something which someboody posted elsewhere got me to thinking about times gone by. It soon registered with me that the first time I heard the word upchuck was at Trinity Church. Further investigation led me to believe that not everything is at it seems. Take this tune for example, Musical Interlude now I got a charge out of it but why? Well, I was also stimulated by this one:
Bee Gees - Message To You

After some head scratching (both of them) I came to realize it was the religious factor. And not the usual. No, I was enamoured of preacher men. Just the word PREACHER makes my blood heat up and run wild.

Some may say it's an illness. I'd say it's a calling. Maybe it's both.


Son of A Preacher Man
Billy-Ray was a preacher's son
And when his daddy would visit he'd come along
When they gathered round and started talkin'
That's when Billy would take me walkin'
A-through the back yard we'd go walkin'
Then he'd look into my eyes
Lord knows to my surprise

The only one who could ever reach me
Was the son of a preacher man
The only boy who could ever teach me
Was the son of a preacher man
Yes he was, he was, oooh, yes he was

Being good isn't always easy
No matter how hard I try
When he started sweet-talkin' to me
He'd come and tell me everything is all right
He'd kiss and tell me everything is all right
Can I get away again tonight?

The only one who could ever reach me
Was the son of a preacher man
The only boy who could ever teach me
Was the son of a preacher man
Yes he was, he was, Lord knows he was

How well I remember
The look that was in his eyes
Stealin' kisses from me on the sly
Takin' time to make time
Tellin' me that he's all mine
Learnin' from each other's knowing
Lookin' to see how much we've grown

And the only one who could ever reach me
Was the son of a preacher man
The only boy who could ever teach me
Was the son of a preacher man
Yes he was, he was, oh, yes he was
He was the sweet-talking son of a preacher man
I guessed he was the son of a preacher man
Sweet-lovin' son of a preacher man
Ahh, move me

Message To You
The preacher talked to me and he smiled,
Said, come and walk with me, come and walk one more mile.
Now for once in your life youre alone,
But you aint got a dime, theres no time for the phone.

Ive just got to get a message to you, hold on, hold on.
One more hour and my life will be through, hold on, hold on.

I told him Im in no hurry,
But if I broke her heart, wont you tell her Im sorry.
And for once in my life Im alone,
And Ive got to let her know just in time before I go.

Ive just go to get a message to you, hold on, hold on.
One more hour and my life will be through, hold on, hold on.

Well I laughed but that didnt hurt,
And its only her love that keeps me wearing this dirt.
Now Im crying but deep down inside,
Well I did it to him, now its my turn to die.

Ive just got to get a message to you, hold on, hold on.
One more hour and my life will be through, hold on, hold on.