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THE REVIVAL.
And when, one night the parson come,
His piety friends to greet,
He found a crowd of the bummer gang
All sot on the hopeful seat.
He seemed for to take their meanin' in,
But never a mite he stirred,
An' the prayer he raised to the Lord that night
Was the powerfulest ever heard.
His piety friends to greet,
He found a crowd of the bummer gang
All sot on the hopeful seat.
He seemed for to take their meanin' in,
But never a mite he stirred,
An' the prayer he raised to the Lord that night
Was the powerfulest ever heard.
He prayed for all mankind that's vile
A livin' on earth below,
And he axed a special prayer for them
As sat on that thar front row.
The gang they stood it as best they could
Till it got too drefful hot,
And then the eggs begun for to fly
From where them bummers sot.
A livin' on earth below,
And he axed a special prayer for them
As sat on that thar front row.
The gang they stood it as best they could
Till it got too drefful hot,
And then the eggs begun for to fly
From where them bummers sot.
The parson allowed a quick Amen
And stepped squar up to the crowd,
“Show me the feller as flung them eggs!”
He inquiry made aloud.
“Waal, what do you purpose to do?”
One on em axed in reply,
But before he knowed it he calmly drapt,
With a balcony onto his eye.
And stepped squar up to the crowd,
“Show me the feller as flung them eggs!”
He inquiry made aloud.
“Waal, what do you purpose to do?”
One on em axed in reply,
But before he knowed it he calmly drapt,
With a balcony onto his eye.
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Them fellers fell and chawed the floor,
But the parson never stopt
Till he'd cleaned the crowd completely out
And the last durned cuss had dropt,
Then lookin' around on the women folk
In a calm and peaceful way,
He sez, “Now, sence the episode
Has concluded, let us pray.”
But the parson never stopt
Till he'd cleaned the crowd completely out
And the last durned cuss had dropt,
Then lookin' around on the women folk
In a calm and peaceful way,
He sez, “Now, sence the episode
Has concluded, let us pray.”
From that thar moment the grace o' the Lord
Pervaded our little town,
And them folks got it wust who'd sworn
They'd get that preacher down.
That's why I have said and still maintain
Revivals is doubtless right,
But where would ha' been the grace o' God,
Ef that preacher'd been licked that night?
Pervaded our little town,
And them folks got it wust who'd sworn
They'd get that preacher down.
That's why I have said and still maintain
Revivals is doubtless right,
But where would ha' been the grace o' God,
Ef that preacher'd been licked that night?
November 22d, 1882.
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