It was the hottest day of August
All of of us were down by the banks of the Paint Rock River
I was next in line to be baptised at the innocent age of ten
And I’ll never forget, I remember it yet
The taste of that clear, pure water
And that preacher’s words still fill my head and I hear them now
and then
He said, “Do you..
 [bad word] 
Wanna go to heaven
And I said Yeah, just lead me on’.
“Take my hand, can you feel that feelin’?”
And I said, “Yes just lead me on”

It was the hottest day of summer
And our final high school dance was just about over
I was old enough for the taste of love when boys turn into men
And I’ll never forget, I remember it yet, the taste of that clear, pure
water
But the preacher’s words I barely heard, as sweet Bonnie Lou gave in
She said,” Do you...
 [bad word] 

It was a lonely night in August
She was sittin’ at the end of the bar when I saw her
And with a little wine and an little time she would be a prize to win
Now I’ll never forget, I remember it yet, the taste of that clear, pure
water
But that preacher’s words could not be heard, when she whispered, [bad word] on in”
She said, “Do you...
 [bad word]