School

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Well, where i grew up in talapusa When summertime came we all use'ta Go to a place called vacation bible school We'd look up verses in the bible Make paper cut outs of the twelve disciples And memorize the ten commandments and the golden rule I remember once when my class made A big ol' batch of lemonade To be used by a student teacher at the sunday sermon Yeah we put in lemons, and sugar and water And even though i knew i shouldn't ought'er I put in some moonshine i got from my uncle herman Now that sunday dawned real hot and dusty And to say the lease we were all real thirsty And that seminary started hittin' that lemonade And kept it well in reach Then to the best of my recollection Before the deacons were halfway through the collection He stood up and drank from the pitcher and began to preach Ho! Oh the things we used to do In vacation bible schoo' When i was just a barefoot boy in dixie If my mama had only known Even a half of what went on She'd cut a switch off of a hickory She'd a whipped me Well he told that samson didn't take no sass And whipped the philistines with the jaw bone of an ass But to tell the truth, he got all that just a little mixed up I can't tell you exactly what he said But the minute he said it every face went red But he just paused, and kinda staggered and then he hiccuped He gave botanical names for mideast flora Told ALL about sodom and gomorrah And though his speech was slurred It was very graphic He used words i'd never heard back then And even now i only hear 'em when I'm stuck in a new york cab In five o clock traffic Well the sermon ended and he didn't rest He went right into the gettysburg address And then a stirring rendition of casey at the bat He did impressions of garbo and gary cooper And i tell ya friends, i thought it was super 'cause for props he grabbed the organ players wig and a deacon's hat Oh the things we used to do In vacation bible schoo' When i was just a barefoot boy in dixie If my mama had only known Even a half of what went on She'd cut a switch off of a hickory She'd a whipped me Well we never had heard any preachin' like that And we never invited that young man back But to tell the truth, i thought it was a pitty But i heard he went up preachin' that day And he gave up cussin' and lemonade And went to selling aluminum siding in yazoo city Oh the things we used to do In vacation bible schoo' When i was just a barefoot boy in dixie If my mama had only known Even a half of what went on She'd cut a switch off of a hickory She'd a whipped me