I can still recall the day my
Uncle Chester caught religion
The reverend took him swimming,
and the devil must've drown
Uncle Chester, he was big,
he was mean, and even vicious
But he didn't stand a chance against the
The lawman Reverend Brown was
the sheriff of Pitman County
His hair was long and black
like the dusty suit he wore
In the pockets of his coat,
were the tools of his professions
A tattered old black bible
And all across the mountain,
you could hear the children singing
'Bout the peace down in the valley
like there never was before
The reverend had a special way
for healing wicked sinners
He only had to shoot a few to save
I don't know where he came from,
but I do know where he's gone
He's gone to meet his maker and
to guard the master's throne
And to keep a home fire burning for
the ones lost in the night
The kind of fire he lit in me to
And all across the mountain,
you could hear the children singing
'Bout the peace down in the valley like
The reverend had a special way
for healing wicked sinners
He only had to shoot a few to save
you could hear the children singing
'Bout the peace down in the valley
like there never was before
The reverend had a special way
for healing wicked sinners
He only had to shoot a few
