If you're hands are hurtin' from a week of workin' And holding your woman is the only thing they're good for You're preaching to the choir If the price of gas is breakin' your back And that drive to work is killin' your paycheck You're preaching to the choir If your worried about where this country's headed And you don't believe one politician gets it Chorus You're preaching to the choir A fellow workin' man There's a whole lot of stuff messed up Can I getta amen Something's gotta give Cause we're all getting tired So go on **** and moan You're preaching to the choir If the good book sits beside your bed And under your roof we're still one nation under god You're preaching to the choir If you like the chance to wrap your hands 'Round that s.o.b. that hurt that kid on the evenin' news You're preaching to the choir If you know there ain't no hero like a soldier But you hate to ever have to send 'em over Chorus If the golden rule still means something to ya Well hallelujah Chorus Preaching to the choir