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Every Sunday morning that old preacher lets his sermon ring His only daughter's in the choir and I hang on every word she sings I heard him say that blessing is the man who looks on lovely things Well I don't know how much more blessed I could ever be (chorus) Halleluah..I see an angel right before my eye ( when the spirit moves ya ) Just gotta stand up and testify Preacher can you save me I'm in love with your daughter I gotta either come hell or high water He must of caught me looking at her Cause he started preaching brimstone and fire He said boy your gonna burn if you don't learn how to control your desire well preacher i've been burning since the moment I walked in so make it short and sweet and pass a plate and say amen (chorus) Oh Lord won't you forgive me for the sin I know I'm thinkin things I'm thinkin but its out of my control (chorus) I can't forget her even though I know I oughta I've gotta either come hell or high water |