| Come along, get you ready Wear your bran', bran' new gown
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| For there’s gwine to be a meeting In that good, good old town
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| Where you knowded everybody And they all knowded you
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| And you’ve got a rabbit’s foot To keep away de hoo-doo.
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| When you hear that the preaching does begin
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| Bend down low for to drive away your sin
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| And when you gets religion, you want to shout and sing
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| There’ll be a hot time in the old town tonight, My baby
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| CHORUS:
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| When you hear dem a bells go ding ling ling
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| All join 'round and sweetly you must sing
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| And when the verse am through in the chorus all join in There’ll be a hot time in the old town tonight.
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| There’ll be girls for ev’ry body: In that good, good old town,
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| For there’s Miss Consola Davis And there’s Miss Gondolia Brown
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| And there’s Miss Johanna Beasly She am dressed all in red,
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| I just hugged her and I kissed her And to me then she said:
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| Please oh please, oh do not let me fall,
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| You’re all mine and I love you best of all,
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| And you must be my man, or I’ll have no man at all,
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| There’ll be a hot time in the old town tonight, My baby |