Artist
Dusty Springfield
Lyrics
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 backyard 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,
Ooh, 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,
(Ooh...) Lord knows he was
Yes 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,
Ooh, yes he was.
The only one who could ever reach me,
He was the sweet-talking son of a preacher man.
The only boy who could ever teach me,
I kissed the son of a preacher man.
The only one who could ever move me,
The sweet-lovin' son of a preacher man
The only one who could ever groove me,
Ahh, ooh, ahh....
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 backyard 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,
Ooh, 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,
(Ooh...) Lord knows he was
Yes 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,
Ooh, yes he was.
The only one who could ever reach me,
He was the sweet-talking son of a preacher man.
The only boy who could ever teach me,
I kissed the son of a preacher man.
The only one who could ever move me,
The sweet-lovin' son of a preacher man
The only one who could ever groove me,
Ahh, ooh, ahh....
RS500_rank
240
Length
2:27
BPM
90.9
Released Year
1969
Genre Era
Genre
Key
E m
Produced By
Jerry Wexler
Released Info
Nov. '68 on Atlantic
Chart Weeks
12 weeks
Chart Top
No. 10
Musicbrainz ID
6b313e9e-2ee0-3082-4a83-f55c955b2d1f
Song Note Source
Rolling Stone 500
Song of Day Date
Written By
John Hurley, Ronnie Wilkins
Album
Dusty in Memphis (Rhino)
Song Status
Springfield was white and English but sang as if born with black American soul. In 1968, with producer Wexler, she went to Memphis, the mecca of Dixie R&B, to record Dusty in Memphis. She ended up doing her vocals in New York, but no matter: On this gospel-tinged jewel, her deep, heated voice captured the carnal fire of the South.