Oh, this story See this man came mumblin' 'bout GLORY He came to us and offered a proposition All we had to give was our little children
Gather up your children Gather your belongings Gather up your women like the singer in the song sings Load your guns with bullets Powder up your rifles Then pray the Lord to save your soul Like in the Holy Bible
Dear God, and Mary, and Jesus set me free How the Devil make a sinner outta me? Dear God, let Moses part the red so red sea Holy water set my people free
Well we were in an akwered position We're not quite certain we like this proposition So we're just gonna bed down here and pray for shelter 'Cause that there man mumblin's, they's soundin' of helter skelter 'Cause we fairly certain there ain't no salvation So we just gonna hold our heads \"No Salvation? Oh...will you hold my head too?\"