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munly the lee lewis harlots - my second salvation army choir lyrics

all the horses pulled their face as i was led into the
square
they sense i used to be the leader of the salvation
army choir
i stood atop the drinkin’ trough, i leaned into my song
the song i sung at my first salvation the words confuse
i still sing it wrong

[and this was where i first tried to sing]

the bay and appaloosa capsized me off their water
trough
it had been dry for years and when i hit the ground
they let out a horsey cough

[this is where them two horses sing]

i remember though my sickness how my army was towards
me in my second salvation i will get well on them

i grabbed their youngest yearling i planned to harness
him to a cart
the bay broke the wheels the appaloosa head b-tted my
chest for my part
the horses started in a choir formation rolled their
eyes to gauge my worth
the appaloosa bit out all my hair the bay dry baptized
me dry in the dirt

[and all i could do was cough]

underneath the dry water trough’s where i hid from the
horses rant
on the trough they hoofed out a dance that coupled up
perfectly with their chant

[and this is where the choir gives out a chant]

i remember through my sickness how my army was towards
me in my second salvation i will get well on them

{second page of my second salvation army choir}

the big bay slammed his head into the youngest yearling
made his spread eagle sprawled on the dirt.
he bit off his baubles and dipped ‘em in the copper of
pitch-pine
the appaloosa ripped out 24 of the yearlings tail-
pieces and attached ‘em to the pitch-pine baubles.
doing a fancy basque step over the dirt, he come to me,
the device hung from between his horsey teeth as he
urged my humanness to grab and take.
i ‘spose he wanted me to swing it like some caballero
whip
but i ain’t gonna get mexican on you
i swung it like a catholic censure.
hypnotized they followed the device, began to sing
their imperfect horse cough.
i join in with my own application, together i hope we
don’t sing it wrong!

i stood bent with the water trough saddled cross my
back
the bay he mounts, felt like a dry hump i sounds like
the wheels he cracked
now i carry my salvation army choir singing all on to
rebirth
and in my second salvation i hope its better than my
first

[that new choir sings]

- munly the lee lewis harlots lyrics

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