Preacher In The Ring PT. II

There were tambourines and moans and wails
 Wrappin' the snakes on the healing trail
 But a child passed, it was the devil and the snake
 And the devil prevailed
 Big deep trouble for a young child gone
 Maybe the book and the verse was all wrong
 Keep your eyes closed, your lips sealed tight,
 Keep your mind right
 Whoa no, whoa no
 Good Lord lift this heavy load
 Maybe I'm going down a wrong road,
 Oh no, no, no
 Hallelujah and praise the man
 Upstairs with the long hand
 Wrap the snake and the angels sing
 Take your ride with the preacher in the ring
 Lawmen went to the house on the hill
 Found the wife and the wind so still
 A woman and a rope and a kicked-over chair and a beam too high
 Thrown out of town got to find a new site
 Someone said it's like the Israelites
 They say the persecuted ones gonna find the light
 Whoa no, so long
 Copperheads and sacred songs
 The book of Mark[1] well it couldn't be wrong
 Oh no, no, no
 Hallelujah and praise the man
 Upstairs with the long hand
 Wrap the snake and watch 'em all sting
 As they go ten rounds with the preacher in the ring
 Say they're lockin' 'em up,
 They've got 'em on the run
 Might as well sue all the doctors when they don't get it done
 Not everything everybody does,
 Works all the time, son
 Whoa no, whoa no
 Say you got the answers well how do you know?
 It works for me that's all I know
 Oh no, no, no
 Hallelujah and praise the man
 Upstairs with the long hand
 Wrap the snake and watch 'em all sting
 As they go ten rounds with the preacher in the ring
 Wrap the snake and the angels sing
 Take your ride with the preacher in the ring