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Coal Men
Coal Men
Lessons from the Gullah Isles
The Ol' Man Jess said, as he sipped on his corn liquor,
I know I'm goin' to Hell for the shit I've done
The only thing left for determination is whether
The Devil is gonna give me a big ass shovel with a little pile of coal to work day to day
Or, a teaspoon of a shovel with a mountain of coal to move everyday
Either way I spect I'll be smilin'
Cause right next to me is gonna be
all these reverends and deacons and sisters-of- the church
Who turn their noses up as if God's kingdom is supremely theirs
They'll be cryin'
Which'll have me singin' as I shovel
I need cigarettes son, Camels
Run to the store fo' me
Lessons from the Gullah Isles
The Ol' Man Jess said, as he sipped on his corn liquor,
I know I'm goin' to Hell for the shit I've done
The only thing left for determination is whether
The Devil is gonna give me a big ass shovel with a little pile of coal to work day to day
Or, a teaspoon of a shovel with a mountain of coal to move everyday
Either way I spect I'll be smilin'
Cause right next to me is gonna be
all these reverends and deacons and sisters-of- the church
Who turn their noses up as if God's kingdom is supremely theirs
They'll be cryin'
Which'll have me singin' as I shovel
I need cigarettes son, Camels
Run to the store fo' me
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