Nat Gonella & His New Georgians - Oh Mo'nah

An old coloured preacher was sittin' on a log
(Oh, Mo'nah)
Had his finger on the trigger and his eye on a hog
(Oh, Mon'ah)
The gun went "boo!" and the hog went "vip!"
(Oh Mon'ah)
The preacher grabbed him with all his grip!
(Oh, Mon'ah)

Oh, Mon'ah, you shall be free, oh, Lordie, Lordie
Oh, Mon'ah, you shall be, yes, you shall be free
When the good Lord sets you free
(Ah, ah, ah, ah)
(Ah, ah, ah, ah)

I was down behind the henhouse on my knees
(Oh, Mon'ah)
When I thought I heard a chicken sneeze
(Oh, Mon'ah)
He sneezed so hard with the whooping cough
(Oh, Mon'ah)
That he sneezed his head and his tail right off!
(Oh, Mon'ah)

Oh, Mon'ah, you shall be free, oh, Lordie, Lordie
Oh, Mon'ah, you shall be, yes, you shall be free
When the good Lord sets you free
(Ah, ah, ah, ah) yeah
(Ah, ah, ah, ah)

I was wined down the road
(Oh, Mon'ah)
Had a tired team and a heavy load
(Oh, Mon'ah)
I cracked my whip and the lead horse sprang
(Oh, Mon'ah)
And the hind horse busted the wagon's tongue!
(Oh, Mon'ah)

Oh, you Mon'ah, you shall be free, oh, Lordie, Lordie
Oh, Mon'ah, you shall be, yes, you shall be free
When the good Lord sets you free
(Ah, ah, ah, ah)
(Ah, ah, ah, ah)

(Ah, ah, ah, ah)
(Ah, ah, ah, ah)

(Ah, ah, ah, ah)
(Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Oh, you Mon'ah, you shall be free, oh, Lordie, Lordie
Oh, Mon'ah, you shall be, yes, you shall be free
When the good Lord sets you free

Written by:
Joe Washburne, Ted Weems, John Lewis Saville

Publisher:
Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing

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