GO PREACHING THROUGH THE WILDERNESS Sung by: Oscar Gilbert Recorded in Timbo, AR 10/13/59 Click here to listen to the original recording They’ll come to my house and talk about you. They’ll go to your house and talk about me. When they talks, they talks mighty plain. Sally, when you tell it, don’t you call my name. Ooh, John, hallelujah, go preaching through the wilderness. A Louisiana nigger a-laying behind a log, His finger on the trigger and his eye on a hog. He pulled that trigger and the gun went whip; He jumped on the hog with all his grip. Ooh, John, hallelujah, go preaching through the wilderness. Old Aunt Diner, sick in the bed, She raised up the window; she stuck out her head. Along come a snowball, hit her, ka-bim! Nigger, nigger, nigger, don’t do that again. It’s ooh, John, hallelujah, go preaching through the wilderness. Some says the preacher, he won’t steal. Well, I caught two in my watermelon field. A-preaching and a-praying, they’s a-talking all the time, Eating out the insides and throwing away the rind. Ooh, John, hallelujah, go preaching through the wilderness. |
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