A Bible and a Belt

<p>They were both made of leather<br/>Both black and fraid and warm<br/>I was brought up to respect them<br/>Since the day that I was born<br/>One came here for minglin&#x27;<br/>It&#x27;s been handed down for years<br/>The other one was ordered from<br/>A catalogue at Sears<br/>When my mama read to me<br/>Well, I was well into my teens<br/>And I thought all the other one was for<br/>Was to hold up daddy&#x27;s jeans<br/>Till I told a lie and learned<br/>It had another purpose too<br/>And behind the shed, my daddy said<br/>Does it hurt me more than you?<br/>&#x27;Cause one had my daddy&#x27;s name on it<br/>The other said King James<br/>With love they taught us lessons<br/>But we feared them both the same<br/>One led us to heaven<br/>And the other hurt like hell<br/>But those were the days when kids were raised<br/>With a bible and a belt<br/><br/>I remember when I was twelve<br/>I stole a dime store comic book<br/>And how mama read what the scripture said<br/>To take back what I took<br/>When I refused my daddy took<br/>My arm and said &quot;come on&quot;<br/>I needed more, he knew than just Matthew<br/>Mark, Luke and John<br/>Sometimes it made me cry<br/>Sometimes it made me frightened mad<br/>I wish I&#x27;ve been raised without them<br/>Like some other children had<br/>But now I&#x27;m grown with kids of my own<br/>And I know just how they felt<br/>And though it seems to me that what the world still needs<br/>Is a bible and a belt<br/>&#x27;Cause one had my daddy&#x27;s name on it<br/>The other said King James<br/>With love they taught us lessons<br/>But we feared them both the same<br/>One led us to heaven<br/>And the other hurt like hell<br/>But those were the days when kids were raised<br/>With a bible and a belt<br/><br/>A bible and a belt