Woh!
Moses come riding, high for the quasar*
Spurs was jingling, the door was ajar,
His buckle was silver, his manner was bold,
I asked him to come on in out of the cold.
His brain was boiling, his reason was spent,
nothing is borrowed, nothing is lent,
I asked him for mercy, he gave me a gun,
now and again these things got to be done.
Abraham and Isaac a sitting on a fence
get right to work if they had any sense,
you know the one thing we need is a left hand monkey wrench.
Injun come in with his eyes on the floor,
said "you ain't got a hinge, you can't close the door",
then Moses stood up, a full six foot ten,
said, "You can't close the door", when the walls caved in.
Asked him for water, he poured me some wine,
we finished the bottle and broke into mine,
you get what you come for, you're ready to go,
and it's one in ten thousand that come for the show.
Abraham and Isaac diggin' on the well,
moving too quick with the one who is there
cool clear water, well you can't ever tell.
Moses come riding, high for the quasar,
Spurs were jingling, the door was ajar,
His buckle was silver, his manner was bold,
I asked him to come on in out of the cold.
*Quasar was originally guitar but they decided it needed more zip. |
