There were tambourines and moans and wails

Wrappin' the snake on the healing trail

But a child passed, it was the devil and the snake

And the devil prevailed

Big deep trouble for a young child gone

Maybe the book and the verse was all wrong

Keep your eyes closed, your lips sealed tight

Keep your mind right

Whoa no, whoa no

Good Lord, lift this heavy load

Maybe I'm going down a wrong road

Oh no, no, no



Hallelujah and praise the man

Upstairs with the long hand

Wrap the snake and the angels sing

Take a ride with the preacher in the ring



Lawmen went to the house on the hill

Found the wife and the wind so still

There was a woman and a rope and a kicked over chair

And a beam too high

Thrown out of town, got to find a new site

Someone said it's like the Israelites

They say it's the persecuted ones that will find the light

Whoa no, so long

Copperheads and the sacreed songs

The book of Mark couldn't be wrong



Hallelujah and praise the man

Upstairs with the long hand

Wrap the snake and watch 'em all sting

As they go ten rounds with the preacher in the ring



They're locking 'em up, they've got 'em on the run

Might as well sue all the doctors when they don't get it done

Not everything everybody does works all the time, son

Whoa no, whoa no

Say you got the answer, well how do you know?

It works for me, that's all I know



Hallelujah and praise the man

Upstairs with the long hand

Wrap the snake and watch 'em all sting

As they go ten rounds with the preacher in the ring