Don't be talkin' 'bout nobody else

You got enough trouble by yourself

Your heart's broken and so is mine

Ya better watch what you say next time



There's a Man who lives upstairs

He's the one who answers prayers

Let the holy rollin' dance begin

As the saints come marching in



Shakin', shakin' his Body, shakin'

Shakin' his Body, shakin'

Shakin' his Body, Shakin'It!



He's a sinner though he'd never be found

He got caught with his own pants down

Can't imagine how he must've felt

He should've tightened-up his Bible belt



Shakin'... shakin' his Body

Shakin'... oooh, yah

Who will stand and who will fall

Who will be there after all

Shakin'... shakin' his Body