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Introduction
“A Bible and a Belt” by Rory Feek is a heartfelt country ballad that delves into the dual influences of faith and discipline in shaping one’s character. Co-written by Rory Feek and James Slater, the song paints a vivid picture of a childhood where guidance came from both spiritual teachings and parental discipline.
The lyrics juxtapose two significant symbols: the Bible, representing moral and spiritual guidance, and the belt, symbolizing the discipline imparted by a loving father. This combination reflects a parenting approach that balances love with firmness, aiming to instill respect, hard work, and strong moral values.
Musically, the song embodies the simplicity and authenticity characteristic of Joey+Rory’s style. The acoustic arrangement, coupled with Rory’s sincere delivery, evokes a sense of nostalgia, transporting listeners to a time when such values were paramount in family life.
“A Bible and a Belt” serves as a poignant reminder of the enduring impact of parental guidance and the timeless values that shape individuals. It’s a tribute to the lessons learned through both love and discipline, resonating with anyone who appreciates the foundational role of family in personal development.
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Lyrics
They were both made of leather
Both black and frayed and worn
I was brought up to respect them
Since the day that I was born
One came here from England
It’s been handed down for years
The other one was ordered from a catalogue at Sears
One my mama read to me ’til I was well into my teens
And I thought all the other one was for
Was to hold up daddy’s jeans
‘Til I told a lie and learned it had another purpose too
Out behind the shed, my daddy said
“This will hurt me more than you”
‘Cause one had my daddy’s name on it
The other said King James
With love they taught us lessons
But we feared them both the same
One led us to heaven
And the other left a welt
But those were the days when kids were raised
With a Bible and a belt
I remember when I was twelve
I stole a dime store comic book
And how mama read where the scripture said to take back what I took
When I refused, my daddy grabbed arm and said “come on”
I needed more he knew than just Matthew, Mark, Luke and John
Well, sometimes it made me cry
Sometimes it made me fighting mad
And I’d wish I’d been raised without them
Like some other children had
But now I’m grown with kids of my own and I know just how they felt
You know it seems to me that what the world still needs
Is a Bible and a belt
‘Cause one had my daddy’s name on it
The other said King James
With love they taught us lessons
But we feared them both the same
One led us to heaven
And the other hurt like hell
But those were the days when kids were raised
With a Bible and a belt
A Bible and a belt