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A COWBOY ON RELIGION
The preacher man sometimes comes out, An' in the school house he do spout, 'Bout "fiery furnace" an' "black sin," An' souls he wants to "save an' win;" But somehow I don't like the game He spreads in manner meek an' tame, Fer I has thought my whole life long, I pays the bill if I do wrong; It may be years an' years until, But jes' the same I pays the bill.
Now that the bill sure must be paid, Be blamed if I am much afraid; An' likewise I don't see that prayer An' standin' up with pious air, Can do away with that there bill, 'Cause 'til she's paid she surely will Stand on the books agin the cuss Who had the fun an* raised the fuss; Fer sayin', "I am saved;" don't kill The hard, cold fact, you owe that bill.
I know I'm ignerant an' rough, An', speakin' truthful, somewhat tough; But jes' the same this fact there be, There's none to blame exceptin' me; |
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