If the good Lord's willing and the creek stays down,
I'll be in your arm time the moon comes around
for a taste of love that's shining in your eyes.
If the rooster crows at the cracking of the dawn,
I'll be there just as sure as you're born.
If the good Lord's willing and the creeks don't rise,
I'll pull my hair down, brush my teeth,
shine up, slick up, dress up neat,
get everything looking just right,
cause I wanna look pretty when I see you tonight,
just as sure as a rabbit or a jumping in a holler,
I'll be there.
You can bet your bottom dollar if the good
Lord's willing and the creeks don't rise.
If
the good Lord's willing and the creeks stay low,
I'll be there,
knocking at your door with a hug and
a kiss for the one-eyed idol eyes.
I'll wear my suit,
my Sunday best,
I'll be there,
looking my best if the good Lord's willing and the creeks don't rise.
I'll feed the mule,
slot the hog,
feed the cow,
chop all the logs,
get all of my working done,
cause tonight we're gonna have lots of fun,
just as sure as ever was a preacher man,
I'll
be there with a ring for your hand if the
good Lord's willing and the creeks don't rise.