Bible Belt

Travis Tritt

Well, he was the assistant preacher
And the Sunday school teacher
In the church that I grew up in
She was looker from Atlanta,
Led the choir, played piano
Had a body that was made for sin.

She didn't care that he was married,
'Cause the torch that she carried
Was hotter than the fires of hell
She had plans to seduce him,
If she could, she could loosen
A notch in the bible belt.

So, she called him up at home
When she knew he'd be alone
Said, 'Preacher I could use advice,
I got troubles with a man
that I know you'll understand
If you could help me it would sure be nice.

They met a few minutes after
In the office of the Pastor
And she started telling how she felt
What a chance they were takin'
When they first started breakin'
The laws of the bible belt.

There's a lot of good people
Who are led astray
That believe what the good Book said
Well, I'll tell ya somethin' brother
When you're dealin' with the Devil
It's tough to keep a level head.

And it's hard to imagine
How the flames of passion
Can burn you till your soul will melt
And it'll spread like a cancer
But you're gonna have to answer
To the Lord and the bible belt.

Someone said they went to Vegas,
Back home it didn't take us
Long to hear the news of what they did
Nobody could believe that he
Left his wife to grieve
Alone with two pre-school kids.

I don't know how they're doin'
But I know that they're screwin'
Up a good thing they once had
They better get their heads together
Or they're gonna slap leather
With the Lord and the bible belt.

[Repeat Chorus]

They better get their heads together
Or they're gonna slap leather
With the Lord and the bible belt...