Well I know a preacher he's a real good man

He speaks from The Good Book and his hand

And helps all people when he can

But me and God don't need a middle man


Well I found God in a soft woman's hair

A long days work and a good sittin' chair

The ups and downs of the treble clef lines

And five miles ago on an interstate sign

My God, my God and I don't need a middle man

My God, my God and I don't need a middle man


Now I don't doubt that The Good Book is true

What's right for me may not be right for you

To church on Sunday I'll stand beside

All the hurtin' people with the fear in their eyes

And I thank the Lord for the country land

Just like Paul I thank him for my hands

And I don't know if my soul is safe

Sometimes I use curse words when I pray

My God, my God and I don't need a middle man

My God, my God and I don't need a middle man

My God, my God and I don't need a middle man

My God, my God and I don't need a middle man