Sunday Song: The Mississippi Squirrel Revival…

 

Thanks to Bruce

Well when I was kid I’d take a trip

Every summer down to Mississippi

To visit my granny in her antebellum world
I’d run barefooted all day long

Climbing trees free as a song

One day I happened catch myself a squirrel
Well I stuffed him down in an old shoebox

Punched a couple holes in the top

When Sunday came, I snuck him in the church
I was sittin’ way back in the very last pew

Showin’ him to my good buddy Hugh

When that squirrel got loose and went totally berserk
Well what happened next is hard to tell

Some thought it was Heaven others thought it was Hell

But the fact that something was among us was plain to see
As the choir sang, “I surrender all”

The squirrel ran up Harv Newlan’s coveralls

Harv leaped to his feet and said, “Somethin’s got a hold on me!”
The day the squirrel went berserk

In the First Self-Righteous Church

In that sleepy little town of Pascagoula

It was a fight for survival that broke out in revival

They were jumpin’ pews and shouting, “Hallelujah”
Well Harv hit the aisles, dancin’ and screamin’

Some thought he had religion, others thought he had a demon

And Harv thought he had a weed eater loose in his fruit of the looms
He fell to his knees to plead and beg

And that squirrel ran out of his britches leg

Unobserved to the other side of the room
All the way down to the Amen pew

Where sat Sister Bertha better than you

Who had been watching all the commotion with sadistic glee
Shoot, you should’ve seen the look in her eyes

When that squirrel jumped her garters and crossed her thighs

She jumped to her feet and said, “Lord, have mercy on me”
As the squirrel made laps inside her dress

She began to cry and then to confess

To sins that would make a sailor blush with shame
She told of gossip and church dissension

But the thing that got the most attention

Was when she talked about her love life

And then she started naming names
The day the squirrel went berserk

In the First Self-Righteous Church

In that sleepy little town of Pascagoula

It was a fight for survival that broke out in revival

They were jumpin’ pews and shouting, “Hallelujah”
Well 7 deacons and then the pastor got saved

And 25,000 dollars got raised and 50 volunteered

For missions in the Congo on the spot
And even without an invitaion

There were at least 500 rededications

And we all got rebaptized whether we needed it or not
Now you’ve heard the Bible story, I guess

How He parted the waters for Moses to pass

All the miracles God has brought to this ol’ world
But the one I’ll remember to my dyin’ day

Is how He put that church back on the narrow way

With a half crazed Mississippi squirrel
The day the squirrel went berserk

In the First Self-Righteous Church

In that sleepy little town of Pascagoula

It was a fight for survival that broke out in revival

They were jumpin’ pews and shouting, “Hallelujah”
The day the squirrel went berserk

In the First Self-Righteous Church

In that sleepy little town of Pascagoula

It was a fight for survival that broke out in revival

They were jumpin’ pews and shouting, “Hallelujah”
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