The pastor asked the boys to help him
Borrow some of the Baptists’ chairs.
They were having their Christmas program
And there wouldn’t be enough of theirs.

Their country church was kinda small
As country churches tend to go.
And when they had a special meeting
Their crowds would sometimes overflow.

He always took the boys with him
To load the chairs into his truck.
The Baptist church had no night service
Which he considered his good luck.

The boys complained about this duty
The chairs were quite a chore to load.
The truck was old and had no heater
And it was a dusty bumpy road.

It was of course a two-way trip,
They always had to bring them back.
Return them to the storage shed
And leave them in a real neat stack.

One of the boys said to the pastor,
As he was carrying them in pairs,
“Why is it pastor, when you don’t preach
We always seem to need more chairs?”

Borrowed Chairs is one of those “put-down” stories. The boy wasn’t really expecting an answer. He was just getting back at the pastor for all of the work that he was being made to do.

We all like to use subterfuge to criticize and then act very innocent with some lame statement like, “I was only asking a question, you just took it the wrong way.” Of course, everyone sees through this type of response because they do the same thing themselves.