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Don't You Hear Jerusalem

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

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

Well a preacher you can tell him how he do
he chews 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 Cambellite his soul is saved
Well he has to be every other day

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

Well the Presbyterian preacher he in town
His neck's so stiff he hardly look around.