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Brethen n' sisters, one and all

Ain’t ya gonna harken to the Giver’s call?

The Giver’s call on the Judgment Day

Poor Little Moses gone away

Where ya goin', Moses?

None a' your business

Come here, Moses!

I ain’t gun' do it

Brother Ephus got a coon and gone-oh

Gone-oh, gone-oh

Brother Ephus got a coon and gone-oh

And left me barkin' up a tree

Boil my coffee good and strong

Bake my ho’cakes good and done

Make up a feather bed, make it up right

Cuz old Brother Johns is comin' here tonight

What kinda slippers does an angel wear?

Golden slippers to skeet on air

They wear fine slippers and wear fine socks

And drop every nickel in the missionary box

Some folks say a preacher won’t steal

But I caught two in my watermelon field

A' Preachin' and prayin' and singin' all the time

Slippin' the watermelons off the vine

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