Johnny Red & the Prayerhouse People - You Got Some Nerve

You gotta pull yourself together, boy
These ain't the times to be in doubt
Display your heart so I can see it
I ain't got time to figure out
You surely stole your brother's blessing
You deceived your father's will
You got some nerve to come here asking
Me if I can bless you still

Now Robert came down from the mountain
With two tablets in his hands
These are the ten ways of playing
The blues, now get your bands
Now, let us jam until it's morning
Now, let us jam until we're gone
Let us head out to the crossroads
Where the meanness and music's on

Well, I will fight you if I have to
I need just look upon you once
I ain't the Philistine you slaughtered
With your sling and with your stone
Well, you can play your blues till morning
You can play a little more
But when you're done, you better know
That I'll come a-knocking on your door

Written by:
John Gravdal

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