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Lyrics for Henry Parsons Died by Widespread Panic:
| | | Artist: | Widespread Panic |
| | Album: | Miscellaneous | | Track: | Henry Parsons Died | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 66 | | | | Lyrics: | Transcribed by:
Brian Whitman
John B. Carroll
The Original Lyrics File
It was six o'clock
'bout Saturday
When Henry Parsons died
All his good neighbors say
That man was never
truly satisfied
Preacher man, he wouldn't say no prayer
Church bells didn't ring
But
all the people stood up and stared
When a choir girl jumped up and started to
sing
Chorus:
Was baptised in every creek in Georgia
Devil still called his
name
Every time he shot up, drinkin' holy wine
He spill it down in shame
They
held an auction on his front porch this morning
Sold off all his clothes
Sold off his
four-poster bed
Debutantes great aunt in the front row
They burnt the house and spent the
night
The smoke rose, thick and black
Now Henry Parsons got no place to stay
If he
ever gets the nerve up to come back
Baptised in every creek in Georgia
Devil still
calls his name
Every time he shot up, drinking holy wine
He spilled his down in
shame
Everybody all over this town
Knew his reputation
All came to see him
buried down in the ground
What you might call a little morbid fascination
What is
everybody gonna say?
What is everybody gonna do?
Now Henry Parsons he passed away
Now
I know where I plan to give John to (??)
Baptised in every creek in Georgia
Devil
still calls his name
Every time he shot up, drinking holy wine
He spilled it down,
down
Baptised in every creek in Georgia
Devil still calls his name (calls his
name)
Every time he shot up, drinking holy wine
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