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Smokin Bacon

I was chasing this rabbit across the railroad tracks; Someone failed to tell me that he's not comin back; Are ya gonna eat them raisins; I'd be mortified picture this in a window you standing here; with your hands up in the air sayN; I got apple juice, but my oranges are loose; I'm just craving; Smokin bacon What ya want me to do Repent heathen; before you stop breathing; I'm not afraid of you; We all have a story let's get along; Have you been reborn; So we may live forever in glory; (now for the rest of the story); I don't know what you saying, I don't know why I'm here; I don't think ya is playN, I think yall sincere; Put down that bacon, pull up a chair; Can't believe what I'm seein, must be born again; I don't know why I'm here, but God has made me so I must be real; Some people smoke roc; Some smoke Mary Jane; But I will not, do this thang, I reframe... Some people forever the bottle run turn it up, turn it down; But I'm here to tell you I'm gonna keep on praising HIM Smokin bacon What ya want me to do Repent heathen; before you stop breathing; I'm not afraid of you; We all have a story let's get along; Have you been reborn; So we may live forever in glory; Smokin bacon Not least no cured ham No pig or barbecue just a mere man; I'd better repent of my sins turn around be born again; Or I may wind up burning in Hell; I sho nuff now gonna start praisN the all the great King I AM Smokin bacon What ya want me to do; Repent heathen I'm not afraid of you We all have a story, let's get along, Let's get through; So we may live forever in glory; Now that you heard my story; What ya gonna do? Now I am hungry.... Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. Arranged music by Buck Bowen 12/01/2006 From " Buck N for GLORY Just Praising Hymns"

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