Lyrics:
Jones
I went down to the church house
I got down on my bended knee
I prayed, I prayed all night, I prayed
Deacon Jones, pray for me
I went down
Jones
I went down to the church house
I got down on my bended knee
I prayed, I prayed all night, I prayed
Deacon Jones, pray for me
I went down
You ought to see deacon Jones
When he rattles his bones
Ol' Parson Brown dancin' round like a clown
Ol' Aunt Jemima who is past eighty three
You ought to see deacon Jones
When he rattles his bones
Ol' Parson Brown dancin' round like a clown
Ol' Aunt Jemima who is past eighty three
It was a lovely Sunday mornin'
And everyone was gay.
Everyone but Deacon Jones
Who did not feel that way.
He was loaded down with pills; He was
I'm going down
To the church house
Get down
On a bended knee
Deacon Jones
Pray for me
Deacon Jones please pray for me
Maybe there ain't no
I've got my peace of mind
On the westbound number nine
My Pa is with his moonshine friends
Drinkin Deacon Jones' bathtub gin
Deacon Jones
On the westbound number nine
My Pa is with his moonshine friends
Drinkin Deacon Jones' bathtub gin
Deacon Jones preachin' about savin' souls
Yellin' out how
straight to heaven
If you think a nigga turned into a reverend
I'm a deacon, bitch, just like Deacon Jones
Come around the corner, break all your freakin'
You ought to see deacon Jones
When he rattles the bones,
Old parson Brown foolin' 'roun like a clown,
Aunt Jemima who is past eighty three,
You ought to see deacon Jones
When he rattles the bones,
Old parson Brown foolin' 'roun like a clown,
Aunt Jemima who is past eighty three,
You ought to see deacon Jones
When he rattles the bones,
Old parson Brown foolin' 'roun like a clown,
Aunt Jemima who is past eighty three,
`CAUSE TONIGHT were GONNA ROCK AWAY our BLUES
HAVE YOU HEARD THE NEWS,
THERE`S GOOD ROCKIN` TONIGHT.
WELL, ELDER BROWN, DEACON JONES,
THEY
So everyone is putting them down
Do you believe this town?
Deacon Jones preaches brotherly love every Sunday
And forecloses loans on widow's homes
everybody rockin' tonight
Well, Ed and Fran and Deacon Jones
Baby, they left their happy home
They'll be there just wait and see
Jumpin' and a-stompin'
rings
Some angry six foot man
With a knife in his hand
They say I'm in love with a woman
That works down at the Chicken Shack
They say Deacon
You ought to see deacon Jones
When he rattles the bones,
Old parson Brown foolin' 'roun like a clown,
Aunt Jemima who is past eighty three,
You ought to see deacon Jones
When he rattles the bones,
Old parson Brown foolin' 'roun like a clown,
Aunt Jemima who is past eighty three,
styles I hit you like Deacon
Jones house, cough without the bones
I rolled ya up and smoked you like cones
Split the seed and grow you like clones
tonight I'm gonna rock away all my blues
Have you heard the news,
There's good rockin' tonight.
Well, elder Brown, deacon Jones,
They've even left
Chorus: You ought to see deacon Jones When he rattles the bones, Old parson Brown foolin' 'roun like a clown, Aunt Jemima who is past eighty three,
Well, Al's around, Deacon Jones
They even left their happy home
They'll be there just you wait and see
A-jumpin' and a-stompin' at the Jubilee
Hey
styles I hit you like Deacon
Jones house, cough without the bones
I rolled ya up and smoked you like cones
Split the seed and grow you like clones
TONIGHT I`M GONNA ROCK AWAY ALL MY BLUES
HAVE YOU HEARD THE NEWS,
THERE`S GOOD ROCKIN` TONIGHT.
WELL, ELDER BROWN, DEACON JONES,
THEY `VE EVEN LEFT
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