I was born and raised
Son of a preacher man
And my mother was a stray cat
That had wandered in
I got whiskey runnin' through my veins
I got a soul black as coal, Lord
And I'm feelin' no pain

I say...

Now Steeplechase Jake is a man to respect
He's my partner in crime
He's the best man I ever met
He can take on a cat house
Strip a bone clean
He's a three hundred pounds of trouble
?

Light the fuse to the dynamite
Light the fuse to the dynamite
All right

Light the fuse to the dynamite
Light the fuse to the dynamite
Yeah

Light the fuse
Light the fuse
Light the fuse

Light the fuse
Light the fuse
Light the fuse

I was born and raised
Son of a preacher man
And my mother was a stray cat
That had wandered in
I got whiskey runnin' through my veins
I got a soul black as coal
And I'm feelin' no pain

Light the fuse to the dynamite
Light the fuse to the dynamite
All right

Light the fuse to the dynamite
Light the fuse to the dynamite

Light the fuse
Light the fuse
Light the fuse

Light the fuse
Light the fuse
Light the fuse

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Jon Hyde, Michael Monarch