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There were tambourines and moans and wailsWrappin' the snake on the healing trailBut a child passed, it was the devil and the snakeAnd the devil prevailedBig deep trouble for a young child goneMaybe the book and the verse was all wrongKeep your eyes closed, your lips sealed tightKeep your mind rightWhoa no, whoa noGood Lord, lift this heavy loadMaybe I'm going down a wrong roadOh no, no, noHallelujah and praise the manUpstairs with the long handWrap the snake and the angels singTake a ride with the preacher in the ringLawmen went to the house on the hillFound the wife and the wind so stillThere was a woman and a rope and a kicked over chairAnd a beam too highThrown out of town, got to find a new siteSomeone said it's like the IsraelitesThey say it's the persecuted ones that will find the lightWhoa no, so longLetras de cancionesCopperheads and the sacred songsThe book of Mark couldn't be wrongHallelujah and praise the manUpstairs with the long handWrap the snake and watch 'em all stingAs they go ten rounds with the preacher in the ringThey're locking 'em up, they've got 'em on the runMight as well sue all the doctors when they don't get it doneNot everything everybody does works all the time, sonWhoa no, whoa noSay you got the answer, well how do you know?It works for me, that's all I knowHallelujah and praise the manUpstairs with the long handWrap the snake and watch 'em all stingAs they go ten rounds with the preacher in the ring From Letras Mania