Also, I can't get my wife near a church, because she's still dealing with multigenerational PTSD from her great granddad’s church. I've heard some things. “He was tall and he was handsome And he preached the holy word And the women of Wayne County Would all melted at what they heard He preached heaven for the sinner Through salvation from above But the ladies came to hear him For the way he talked of love. Brother Shelton, Brother Shelton Well, you seem to understand You were kind and you were gentle With the word at your command And your very much a man. I was young and I was aching to be loved by my first man I was frightened by feelings and I knew he'd understand So he took me in his strong arms and melted me one night Saying feelings all from heaven Darling love always right. Brother Shelton, Brother Shelton well You seem to understand You were kind and you were gentle With the word at your command Brother Shelton, Brother Shelton Will you hold this poor girls' hand You were wise and you were tender And your very much a man. Yes, he loved me and I knew that I had his baby deep inside But nobody would believe me He already had a bride They'd just say that I was lying I'd be punished for my sin So there's nothing left but leaving With a lesson learned from him. Brother Shelton, Brother Shelton Now this poor girl understands That you preach a different sermon When you touch a woman's hand Brother Shelton, Brother Shelton Praying at your preachers stand But the Lord and I know different Your just another man. Brother Shelton, Brother Shelton Now this poor girl understands That you preach a different sermon When you touch a woman's hand Brother Shelton, Brother Shelton Praying at your preachers stand But the Lord and I know different Your just another man...”