Songtexte Bible and a .44 (feat. Patty Loveless) - Trisha Yearwood , Patty Loveless

He had a southern drawl, like a red-bone hound
And every word he said, was my favorite sound
He'd be the last one, off if the ship went down
The kinda man, it feels good, to be around
The kinda man, it feels good, to be around

He had hair, as white as a cotton field
And he could spin you a story, like a wagon wheel
All heart and soul, made of steel
Lord, I miss that man, and I always will
I miss that man, and I always will

He'd see through a lie, like an old screen door
He taught me how to hunt, and how to love, the Lord
He carried a bible, and a.44
They just don't make em like that, no more

He said, "Take what you've got, and do the best you can"
"The best thing you'll ever own, is a piece of land"
He knew his, like the back of his hand
He was something else, my old man
He was something else, my old man

He'd see through a lie, like an old screen door
He taught me how to hunt, and how to love, the Lord
He carried a bible, and a.44
And they just don't make em like that, no more
No, they just don't make em like that, no more

I saw him strum this thing, every chance he could
And he left it to me, like he said he would
And if you ask me, why it sounds so good
It'scause I'm holdin' more, than strings and wood
I'm holdin' more, than strings and wood

He'd see through a lie, like an old screen door
He taught me how to hunt, and how to love, the Lord
He carried a bible, and a.44
And they just don't make em like that, no more
No, they just don't make em like that no more