To Jesus Gang We Sang
belong to Jesus gang
you could tell by way we sang
with a Southern twang
down whole church He brang
with Him danced and swang
around with liked to hang
gave me a mustang
heard bells when they rang
learning how to add
after my math had been bad
became a new fad
was another drone
causing us to moan and groan
should leave us alone
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2023
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