Sink Hole

I've always been a religious man
 I've always been a religious man
 But I met the banker and it felt like sin
 He turned my bailout down
 The banker man, he let into me
 Let into me, let into me
 The banker man, he let into me
 And spread my name around
 He thinks I ain't got a lick of sense
 'Cause I talk slow and my money's spent
 I ain't the type to hold it against
 But he better stay off my farm
 'Cause it was my daddy's and his daddy's before
 And his daddy's before and his daddy's before
 Five generations and an unlocked door
 And a loaded burglar alarm
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 Lots of pictures of my purdy family
 Lots of pictures of my purdy family
 Lots of pictures of my purdy family
 In the house where I was born
 House has stood through five tornadoes
 Droughts, floods, and five tornadoes
 I'd rather wrestle an alligator
 Than to face the banker's scorn
 'Cause he won't even look me in the eye
 He just takes my land and apologize
 With pen, paper, and a friendly smile
 He says the deed is done
 The sound you hear is my daddy spinning
 The sound you hear is my daddy spinning
 The sound you hear is my daddy spinning
 Over what the banker done
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 Like to invite him for some pot roast beef
 And mashed potatoes and sweet tea
 Follow it up with some banana pudding
 And a walk around the farm
 Show him the view from McGee town hill
 Let him stand in my place and see how it feels
 To lose the last thing on earth that's real
 I'd rather lose my legs and arms
 Bury his body in the old sinkhole
 Bury his body in the old sinkhole
 Bury his body in the old sinkhole
 Under cold November sky
 Then damned if I wouldn't go to church on Sunday
 Damned if I wouldn't go to church on Sunday
 Damned if I wouldn't go to church on Sunday
 And look the preacher in the eye