Track byJimmy Smith
Gather 'round and hear the Preacher, (gather 'round and) hear the Preacher, (gather 'round and) hear the Preacher, (gather 'round and hear) Preacher man Bing Crosby They used to call him the preacher, this was true for, he would preach from his heart, 'bout the only way he knew He'd stand up there in the pulpit, horn in his hand and let that melody take you to the Promised land Louis Armstrong I played one hymn for the ladies, one for the men Then I would turn right around and play 'em both again When they all got to singin' and clappin' hands I had the swinginest convocation in the land Gather 'round and hear the Preacher, hear the Preacher, hear the Preacher, Preacher man Go, Preacher, go! Go, Preacher, go! Bing Crosby Now the sermon was over, he'd leave the town Louis Armstrong and travel on to the next to lay his gospel down Both So, bow your head and we'll join in one mighty chord to say a prayer for the Preacher, gone to his reward Louis Armstrong Yes, man