Get That Rattlesnake Outta My Church (Ep 32)

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What do you do when you hear a young boy singing, "Get that rattlesnake outta my house," over and over accompanied by an off-key toy guitar? If you're a songwriter, you take his one line and pen a new song. That's the actual story behind the song I share on today's pre-Halloween episode. I hope you enjoy this humorous tale of a church worship service gone wild. Verse 1: Walked into church, half in a daze, cuz I’d stayed up late watchin’ sports replays. Strolled down the aisle, gave my friend a grin, wond’rin’ if our wives would let us out again. Sat in my pew, kicked up my feet, got myself ready for a good sound sleep. Verse 2: When out of the corner of my little eye, what did this crazy ophidiophobiac spy? It was the object of my very reasonable fear, a great big rattler, its ugly head reared. I jumped to my feet with a hoot ‘n holler shout, pointed at the usher, yelled, “Get that thing out!” Chorus: Get that rattlesnake outta my church! Get that rattlesnake outta my church! Get that rattlesnake outta my church! You gotta get that snake right outta my church! Verse 3: Well, I hear there are folks that regularly play with hooded King Cobra’s at church on Sunday. They carry on and dance the samba while their wild-eyed deacons hand out black mambas. I tell you if I was lookin’ for a church, I turn right around, continue my search. Verse 4: Tell me this, was it not a snake that tempted Adam and Eve, their faith preempted? The serpent told them, “Just take one bite. You’ll be like God, know wrong from right.” And that was the start of the mess we’re in, so take that snake out and beat it real thin. 2013 Mike Neifert

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