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Don't You Hear Moan

Don't you hear Jerusalem
Don't never let a get big enough to crow
you hear Jerusalem moan?

Don't you hear moan?
you hear Jerusalem moan?
Thank God there's a heaven and a ringing in my soul and my soul's got
Don't you hear moan?

Well a hard-shell preacher you can him how he do
Well he his own tobacco and he drinks his own brew.

Well a Baptist you can tell him by his coat
Has a bottle in his pocket that he can't hardly

Well a preacher his soul is saved
Well he has to be every other day

the Holy Roller preacher he sure is a sight
Well he em all a-rolling and he kicks out the light

Well the preacher he lives in town
His neck's so he can't hardly look around.