Ole Scratch's Best Whet Dream
OLE SCRATCH’S BEST WHET DREAM
By Roy Merritt
The devil he likes the city
But he likes the country too
The devil he’s likes them city folk
But he really loves them rubes
The denizens of the city
They know they live in sin
But country folk they love them some Jesus
But never would walk with him
They need to pray, they need to pray
Before they lose their very soul
They need to pray today
Why do they hate everybody
If they’re so sure they’re heaven bound
They’re destination ain’t really glory
Ain’t goin’ up, but down
I can only imagine them
When Ole Scratch answers the door
I can almost hear them cryin’
When them tears start to pour
They need to pray, they need to pray
Before they lose their very soul
They need to pray today
They’re foolish people so
Who knows what they’ll think
They voted for all this crap
And even the kitchen sink
And how will they act
When they come to realize
They been duped and swindled again
Right before their eyes
They need to pray, they need to pray
Before they lose their very soul
They need to pray today
And that’s why the devil
He likes them best of all
Lookin’ forward to seeing them
On their belly and ready to crawl
Yes sir the devil looks at them
With love beyond extreme
These suckers are the cream of crop
Ole Scratch’s best whet dream
They need to pray, they need to pray
Before they lose their very soul
They need to pray today
They need to pray, they need to pray
Before they lose their very soul
They need to pray today
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