Lucas McGraw, what's come over you?We're beginnin' to think you're touchedWe hear ya got religionYa ain't been 'round to see us muchYa threw away your corncob pipeAnd your jug of moonshine brewAnd we hear ya ain't been doin'All those things you used to doLucas McGraw, what's come over you?You're shavin' ev'ry dayYou ain't been chasin' womenAnd you kissed your wife todayYou went to church last SundayAnd you shook the preacher's handAnd they say that you been talkin''Bout a home beyond this landLucas McGraw, what's come over you?Ya never cuss no moreWe hear you ain't been feudin'You hung your rifle by the doorYa take a bath each SundayIf ya need it or notAnd ya go to work on MondayEven when it's hotLucas McGraw, what's come over you?We're beginnin' to think you're touchedWe hear ya got religionYa ain't been 'round to see us muchBut ya know we've all been wonderin'If what ya got just might be realAnd all the while we're laughin'Is it really God, Is it really GodIs it really God you feel?

 

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