2. The Gospel According To Carl 5:14 (Featured Track) Album Track Two

2. The Gospel According To Carl 5:14 (Featured Track)
Album Track Two

Genre: Americana/ Roots Rock / Gospel Feeling

All songs -Music & Lyrics Rich Krueger (RockinK Music®)
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The Gospel According to Carl

I'm wearing a big bow tie
The time was I could sell you anything
Even the pyramids along the Nile
Just crack open the odometer and roll back the miles
Flash a smile
Rattle those keys
The watch the beater roll off the lot
Just like a set of old bones
And if you don't get fifty miles before the brakes just fail
Well even Jesus had no guarantees

Guess I was blessed with an honest face
I took religion at an early age
I played this cripple with an offering plate
As Daddy saved souls from a soap box stage
And when he passed he left me that gift
Christ, the man could sell you anything. I mean anything
But damn my soul to hell somehow I pissed it away
Behold a broken salesman's fall from grace

Can't you hear the bells?
There's a church at the end of the road
A congregation’s redeeming
From up here on the steeple you can look down at all the people praying

Praying ‘Take me back before I lost my faith’
Take me back. Take me back when I could look you in the eye
Shake your hand then lie straight to your face
Those were my glory days
No pricks of a conscience to get in the way
Who'd ever guess it'd be over
And there weren't no accidents to shake my confidence
Since that news, I've hardly been sober

They had me clean out my desk
And I swore they'd be begging me to come back
When this new guy, he leaned back in my old chair and said,
‘Look pal, don't make us laugh’
I guess that he knew my wife
Who said the same thing the week before
Then slammed the door.
And they're so sure that I got nowhere to go
You can tell ‘em, it's me and my maker tonight

Can't you hear the bells ringing?
There's a church at the end of the road
The congregations is singing
And from up here on the steeple, you feel a little closer to our Jesus.

And I'm still wearing this big bow tie
Along with every piece of clothes I own
And it says here it looks like rain
On page four of the newspaper parasol
Next the photo of the family
Who lost control of their vehicle on their way home

Christ, the time was I could sell you anything
Jesus, lead me on home

I can hear the bells ringing.
There’s church is at the end of the road
The congregations is screaming
As I let go of the steeple
Catch me Jesus. I'm falling.

-August 1992
rich krueger - piano, vocals
vence edmonds – drums
jay o’rourke – bass
issac lyons - accordion
simbryt dortch, alan burroughs, mike scott, kim frost, jodi walker, & naomi ashley– background vocals
brian wilke – pedal steel
paul kotheimer – triangle
paul calzoretti – trumpets