Holy Ghost Power

Went home to the hills, boots dusty and worn,

Where backsliders repent and weary souls are reborn.

Holy Ghost power, they’re preachin’ with zeal,

Snake handlin’ time and a potluck meal.

Got my Bible gripped tight, sweet tea in my clutch,

Prayin’ them rattlers don’t fancy me much!

Holy Ghost pow’r, blazin’ through the hall,

Swingin’ them serpents takes some monster balls!

Singing’ “Hallelujah” we’re clogging hard to the beat,

At the Heaven’s Glor’ius Embassy revival retreat!

Preacher’s got a viper, named it “Righteous Pete,”

Says, “Cradle him softly, or your fate’ll turn bleak!”

Aunt Mae’s tambourine jangles, she’s spinnin’ around,

While Cousin Jed’s shakin’, thinkin’ venom’s inbound.

They’re stompin’ and swayin’, the Spirit’s ablaze,

But I’m dodgin’ them fangs through a terrifying haze!

Holy Ghost pow’r, blazin’ through the hall,

Swingin’ them serpents takes some monster balls!

Singing’ “Hallelujah” we’re clogging hard to the beat,

At the Heaven’s Glor’ius Embassy revival retreat!

I ain’t claimin’ I’m timid, but I’m keepin’ my space,

Them snakes got a glint like they’re sizin’ my face!

Sister Ruth’s prophesyin’, “The Lord’s gonna heal!”

But I’m lookin’ for the exits and a safer ordeal.

Banjo’s wailin’ fierce, the fiddle’s possessed,

Hope the bass thumpin’ pastor don’t call up the guests!

Come midnight, I’m rattled, my nerves wore thin,

Dodged a copperhead’s hiss with a lopsided grin.

Preacher hollers, “Boy, did the Spirit hit you tonite?”

I said, “I felt Somethin’ spark, but it’s prob’ly my fright!”

Tipped my Stetson low, then I got stung

So I bolted for my Chevy, speaking in tongues!

Holy Ghost pow’r, blazin’ through the hall,

Swingin’ them serpents takes some monster balls!

Singing’ “Hallelujah” we’re clogging hard to the beat,

At the Heaven’s Glor’ius Embassy revival retreat!

Down in Arkansas, where the faithful converge,

With rattlers and hymns in a mystical surge.

If your heart’s feelin’ bold, come dance with the kin,

But pack some antivenom and pray to God you don’t sin!

Raise them serpents, ask the Lord when you pray,

To bless Heaven’s Glorious Embassy revival and buffet!

*(Fade with a twangy guitar lick and a distant “Amen!”)*

*SPOKEN: ”ol’ Peter replied, “Repent and be baptized, every one of you, in the name of Jesus Christ for the forgiveness of your sins!! And you will receive the gift of the Holy Spirit!!”.*