Preacher's Daughter - Maggie Rose

Pink blossoms on the Mimosa trees

Cicadas dancing soft and sweet

Sweat on his neck in the summer heat

Kissin' the preacher’s daughter

Headlights flashing in their eyes

The shadow of a face they recognized

A single shot split the night

Footsteps in muddy water

And the sun came up like the day before

And her sheets hadn’t been turned down

And the boy turned up downstream on the rocks

Two miles outside of town

She was leavin' church in a white sundress

Last time anybody saw her

Oh, what’s become of the preacher’s daughter

One-eyed woman with her tarot cards

Said she ain’t comin' back but she ain’t gone far

The devil’s a liar and he drives a car

Somewhere in Catahoula County

Then the sun came up like the day before

And her sheets hadn’t been turned down

And the search dogs barked on the day they laid

Her first love in the ground

The preacher’s knees buckled in the heat

So the deacon took over

And said «let us pray for the preacher’s daughter»

Blue lights flashin' on the riverbank

They held their breath as they dragged the chains

Hearts all sank when her beautiful face

Came up out of the water

Through her tangled hair they could see

She was missing one earring

Found the other in the back seat of the car

Of the deacon that couldn’t have her

And the sun came up like the day before

And her sheets hadn’t been turned down

When they slapped the cuffs on the deacon’s wrists

You could hear it all over town

And the headlines read «Justice At Last

Up From The Muddy Water…

The Resurrection of the Preacher’s Daughter»