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Can you get me into heaven,friend? Do you think you've got the key?
It's been a couple 'a years since the good, good Lord said word one to me.
Now Satan's fiery furnace don't sound like my cup of tea.
Can you get me into heaven,friend? Do you think you've got the key?
Ever since I could remember we went to church 'most every day
It was the East Tennessee Valley, Southern Baptist way.
Well the Holy Spirit picked me up and He whacked me on the tail.
He said you better be good and do what you should or I'll send your butt to hell.
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Well, we moved on up to Washington where the brimstone had cooled down
Where everybody loves their neighbors so they're always fooling around
And the sermons were so boring that right to sleep I fell
I had better things to do than fall asleep in that pew I guess I'm headed for Hell
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Now, God made man in his image according to the tale
And the say we look just like him and that's all good and well
I just hope he's not offended by these little joke I tell
'Cause I heard a rumor that He's got a sense of humor if He don't I'm headed for Hell!
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