Hey, my good man, won't you come here and sing about me?
I can hear the angels singing, I believe I'm about to be free
Billy called the doctor, said I'm sorry but you don't need me
Touchin' with love, touchin' with love, love
Touchin' with love, love, love
Hey, hey deacon, won't you lay a little prayer on me?
My parade leaves soon, old buddy, and I can't believe I'm behind
The deacon made a jump back, he made a high sign and then he cried
Touchin' with love, touchin' with love, love
Touchin' with love, love, love
Tell Mom and Daddy, I certainly would be pleased
If they packed me up really so I'd touch everybody I see
Touchin' with love, touchin' with love, love
Touchin' with love, love, love
Touchin' with love, true love
Touchin' with love, love, love
Touchin' with love, real love
Touchin' with love, my love
Touchin' with love, true love
Love, love, love
Touchin' with love, real love
Touchin' with love, my love
Touchin' with love, true love