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Way back yonder where the gravel road ends Fourth holler over, plum up to the head On an AC tractor reapin' reefer on a hill Got an inverted cross of lights on his grill Shape-note singin' âbout whiskey and sin With an amplified bible cranked up to ten He's a preacher, He's a teacher, He's a demon in disguise, Red checkerboard pattern in the whites of his eyes. And you can tell by the sound of his cussin' in tongues It's best you boys just a-run along. Best you boys just run on along, Before the cock crows three times tonight. The rooster says... The rooster says... The rooster says... Go ahead and sneak a peak behind the tent show flap See what it gets ya if you like it like that. Hear the penta-caustic choir wakin' the dead, âGive us Barabbasâ tattooed on their heads Up jumped the Devil out the storm cellar door Now Hellzapoppin' with the souls that came herebefore. Letras de cancionesThey're afflicted They're a victim Of his layin' on of hands False propheteerin' off the hopes of the damned. And you can tell by the sound of his cussin' in tongues It's best you boys just a-run along. Best you boys just run on along, Before the cock crows three times tonight. The rooster says... The rooster says... The rooster says... From Letras Mania