If That Ain't Love - Iris DeMent

My daddy worked at the Movie land Wax Museum

He was the guy who kept the cobwebs off Sophia Loren

Every morning at five he’d get up and go to work

Wearing his name across the pocket of his shirt

My mother told me, out back of that place there was a shed

And every chance he could, he’d slip out there and bow his head

While he was praying I was up the road at school

But, I know, my name was presented to that God that he was talking to

And if that ain’t love, this mountain is just a hill

If that ain’t love, water’s what they’re making in that still

If that ain’t love, the truest kind

If that ain’t love, stars in heaven don’t shine

I’m driving to the drugstore listening to my radio

And there she is talking to me, the beautiful Queen of Soul

I pull off on the shoulder, It’s just more than I can stand

Aretha Franklin singing «Precious Lord Take My Hand