| Well, when I was a kid I’d take a trip every summer down the Mississippi
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| To visit my granny in her antebellum world
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| I’d run barefooted all day long climbin' trees free as a song
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| And one day I happened to catch myself a squirrel
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| Well, I stuffed him down in an old shoe box, punched a couple of holes in the
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| top
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| And when Sunday came I snuck him into Church
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| I was sittin' way back in the very last pew showin' him to my good buddy Hugh
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| When that squirrel got loose and went totally berserk
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| Well, what happened next is hard to tell
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| Some thought it was heaven others thought it was hell
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| But the fact that something was among us was plain to see
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| As the choir sang «I Surrender All"the squirrel ran up Harv Newlan’s coveralls
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| Harv leaped to his feet and said, «Somethin's got a hold on me», Yeow!
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| Chorus:
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| The day the squirrel went berserk
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| In the First Self-Righteous Church
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| In the sleepy little town of Pascagoula
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| It was a fight for survival that broke out in revival
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| They were jumpin' pews and shoutin' Hallelujah!
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| Well, Harv hit the aisles dancin' and screamin'
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| Some thought he had religion others thought he had a demon
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| And Harv thought he had a weed eater loose in his Fruit-Of-The-Looms
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| He fell to his knees to plead and beg and the squirrel ran out of his britches
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| leg
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| Unobserved to the other side of the room
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| All the way down to the amen pew where sat Sister Bertha better-than-you
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| Who’d been watchin' all the commotion with sadistic glee
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| But you should’ve seen the look in her eyes
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| When that squirrel jumped her garters and crossed her thighs
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| She jumped to her feet and said «Lord have mercy on me»
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| As the squirrel made laps inside her dress
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| She began to cry and then to confess to sins that would make a sailor blush
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| with shame
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| She told of gossip and church dissension but the thing that got the most
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| attention
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| Was when she talked about her love life and then she started naming names
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| Chorus:
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| The day the squirrel went berserk
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| In the First Self-Righteous Church
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| In that sleepy little town of Pascagoula
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| It was a fight for survival that broke out in revival
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| They were jumpin' pews and shoutin' Hallelujah!
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| Well seven deacons and the pastor got saved,
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| Twenty-five thousand dollars was raised and fifty volunteered
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| For missions in the Congo on the spot
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| Even without an invitation there were at least five hundred rededications
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| And we all got baptized whether we needed it or not
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| Now you’ve heard the bible story I guess
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| How he parted the waters for Moses to pass
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| Oh the miracles God has wrought in this old world
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| But the one I’ll remember 'til my dyin' day
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| Is how he put that Church back on the narrow way
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| With a half crazed Mississippi squirrel
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| Chorus:
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| The day the squirrel went berserk
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| In the First Self-Righteous Church
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| In the sleepy little town of Pascagoula
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| It was a fight for survival that broke out in revival
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| They was jumpin' pews and shoutin' Hallelujah! |