My Gen X Playlist: Son of a Preacher Man – Dusty Springfield

Absent any new WordPress daily prompts, I pulled one from thecoffeemonsterzco.

If you found a suitcase full of money in the middle of the street, what would you do?

We had a new teacher start at our school when I taught English in Japan. As he pulled up on his first day, he recounted his recent scare. When he switched trains, he left a bag of valuables behind filled with money, his passport, a nice watch and wallet. When he realized he lost it, he went into a panic. He hurriedly went back to the previous train station and was relieved to discover someone turned it in to the nearest police station. All the contents were still there untouched. I was in awe.

Now, I consider myself generally an honest guy. I probably would have turned the bag into the police, too. But if I found a random suitcase full of cold hard cash? I’m not going to lie, I think I’d be tempted. The short answer is, I’d like to believe I’d turn it in to the authorities. Honestly, I just don’t know for sure. Somehow this has the makings of a thrilling Netflix series and we all know those never end well. Drugs lords, illegal gang money, the cartel. Crap. Maybe I watch too much crime TV. In any case, it might be best to turn the dough in. Right? What would you do?

This got me thinking about Pulp Fiction. Vincent Vega (John Travolta) and Jules Winfield (Samuel L. Jackson) are two hit men tasked with retrieving a stolen briefcase. The apartment scene (NSFW) is classic. I don’t think I’d want Vega and Jules knocking on my door looking for their missing money.

In honor of Pulp Fiction, here is Son of Preacher Man. Tarantino always compiles an interesting movie soundtrack. This is actually a pretty old song, released in 1968, the year I was born. Great song. Great movie.

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For the Spotify playlist, please click here.

Billy Ray was the preacher's son
And when his daddy would visit he'd come along
When they gathered 'round and started talkin'
That's when Billy would take me walkin'
Out through the back yard we'd go walkin'
Then he'd look into my eyes
Lord knows, to my surprise

The only one who could ever reach me
Was the son of a preacher man
The only boy who could ever teach me
Was the son of a preacher man
Yes, he was, he was, ooh, yes, he was

Being good isn't always easy
No matter how hard I try
When he started sweet-talkin' to me
He'd come and tell me "Everything is alright"
He'd kiss and tell me "Everything is alright"
Can I get away again tonight?

The only one who could ever reach me
Was the son of a preacher man
The only boy who could ever teach me
Was the son of a preacher man
Yes, he was, he was, ooh, Lord knows, he was (yes, he was)

How well I remember
The look that was in his eyes
Stealin' kisses from me on the sly
Takin' time to make time
Tellin' me that he's all mine
Learnin' from each other's knowin'
Lookin' to see how much we've grown and

The only one who could ever reach me
Was the son of a preacher man
The only boy who could ever teach me
Was the son of a preacher man
Yes, he was, he was, oh, yes, he was

(The only one who could ever reach me)
He was the sweet-talkin' son of a preacher man
(The only boy who could ever teach me)
I kissed me the son of a preacher man
(The only one who could ever move me)
The sweet-lovin' son of a preacher man
(The only one who could ever groove me)
(Was the son of a preacher man)
(The only one who could ever reach me)
(Was the son of a)