Acapulco Gold Lyrics

Preacher's kid sittin' in the choir

Singin' loud and just off key

Those eyes burn red, Mary Bertha said

And he smells suspiciously

Zoned out, burnin' through the chorus

As The Spirit flows through me

Though the rumors spread

The Good Book says to sing a song of Jubilee

'Cause I've been preachin' that gospel

Open your mind it will set you free

And if you seek The Truth

The truth finds you eventually

Southern Baptist, born and bred

But little did they know I'd grow up a head

Devil's lettuce, Acapulco Gold

And now they're sayin' I done sold my soul

Tradin' in the Spirit for the rock and roll

Oh, oh, oh

oh, oh, oh

Ooooh

I ain't no friend of the devil

But his friends are sometimes mine

And though I sing my songs about glory

I'm havin' a hell of a time

Sing His praises in the bar room

And The Lord's house just alike

And I pray that Lord might welcome me

As I'm glory bound in time

'Cause I've been preachin' that gospel

Open your mind it will set you free

And if you seek The Truth

The truth finds you eventually

Southern Baptist, born and bred

But little did they know I'd grow up a head

Devil's lettuce, Acapulco Gold

And now they're sayin' I done sold my soul

Tradin' in the Spirit for the rock and roll

Oh, oh, oh

oh, oh, oh

Ooooh

Thinking through all my blessings and how the Lord's been good to me

In this land I love, this land I hate

And my opportunity

Been thinkin' about how he loves me

And by His blood I've been atoned

But J.C.'s right about Sundays

They're better when you get stoned

'Cause I've been preachin' that gospel

Open your mind, it will set you free

And if you seek The Truth

The truth finds you, eventually

Southern Baptist, born and bred

But little did they know I'd grow up a 'head

Devil's lettuce, Acapulco Gold

And now they're sayin' I done sold my soul

"Trading in the Spirit for the rock and roll"

Oh, oh, oh

Oh oh oh

Ooooh