Aunt Hagars Blues (Album Version)

Old Deacon Splivin, his flock was givin the way of livin right, yes
Said he, 'No wingin, no ragtime singin, tonight', yes
Up jumped Aunt Hagar and shouted out with all her might
All her might
She said, 'Oh, taint no use to preachin
Oh, taint no use to teachin, each modulation of syncopation
Just tells my feet to dance and I cant refuse
When I hear the melody they call the blues, those ever lovin blues
Just hear Aunt Hagars children harmonizin to that old mournful tune
Its a-like choir from on high broke loose, amen
If the Devil brought it, the good Lord sent it right down to me
Let the congregation join while I sing those lovin Aunt Hagars blues