Holy Roller

Loved and feared that mountain
Where the smoke hides all our sins
Till the holy ghost comes rolling in

All she knew was the good book
Anointed till her body shook
Naive and innocent
Until the preacher reached into the serpent's pen

We thought she was chosen
But he twisted all the truth
Out behind the revival tent
Caught him laying hands on you

Some called him a prophet
Some a charlatan
Tatted out fingers reading hate and love
Speaking in a language with a forked tongue
As the blood bought choir sung
He pulled the trigger without a gun
Passed out his hat for Jack Daniels and Jerusalem
He was a holy roller

He played the guitar till he reached fever pitch
But was it all heaven sent
Filled with the spirit
Blinded by faith
Sipped poison with a smile on his face
Tapping on the top of them wooden pews
In rattlesnake boots shouting: What would Jesus do?

Some called him a prophet
Some a charlatan
Tatted out fingers reading hate and love
Speaking in a language with a forked tongue
As the blood bought choir sung
He pulled the trigger without a gun
Passed out his hat for Jack Daniels and Jerusalem
He was a holy roller

Brother Ford stood up to testify
Can I get a witness
Can I get a witness
Can I get a witness
Can I get a witness
Can I get a witness

Some called him a prophet
Some a charlatan
Tatted out fingers reading hate and love
Speaking in a language with a forked tongue
As the blood bought choir sung
He pulled the trigger without a gun
Passed out his hat for Jack Daniels and Jerusalem
He was a holy roller

Yeah
Holy Roller
Yeah
He was a holy roller
Loved and feared that mountain
Where the smoke hides all our sins
Till the holy ghost comes rolling in