Emily Scott Robinson
Slaughterhouse Road
[Verse 1]
There's blood across the bayou
Down in Mississippi
Where they been killin' since the Civil War
Over money, land, and whiskey

But don't go ask about it
People don't take kind
To you diggin' up those skeletons
You leave 'em where they lie

Was it pills or alcohol?
Meth or devil's cane?
Or did he catch a whiff of somethin'
That would send him to his grave?

Or did he have a death wish?
Was his heart too weak?
They found him lyin' face-down
Floatin' in the creek

[Chorus]
Preacher's dead on Slaughterhouse Road
Who did him in, nobody knows
His body's cold on Slaughterhouse Road

[Verse 2]
Well some say he was a straight shot
Kept his own nose clean
Some say he was a man of God
You won't hear that from me

Well I know he had a Bible church
On Highway 28
But laying hands and praying loud
Don't mean that you is saved
Oh it says in Revelation
That idolators and liars
Will come to meet their second death
In a lake of burnin' fire

[Chorus]
Preacher's dead on Slaughterhouse Road
Who did him in, nobody knows
His body's cold on Slaughterhouse Road

[Verse 3]
Well, we was highschool sweethearts
Married twenty years
Sometimes you don't see right away
What time will soon make clear

Well, he had a taste for younger girls
Sleepin' around with trash
I found lipstick on his collared shirt
And somethin' in me snapped

Well they came around to question me
Two good ol' country cops
Then tipped their hats, said "Thank you ma'am
"So sorry for your loss"
And it looked just like an accident
Final cause of death
Not Miller Lite with cyanide
Just cardiac arrest
Not Miller Lite with cyanide
Just cardiac arrest

[Chorus]
Preacher's dead on Slaughterhouse Road
Who did him in, nobody knows
His body's cold on Slaughterhouse Road
Who did him in, God only knows