Calling The Maker Songtext / Lyric

Get my money back, pay my bail

Put me baby in the county jail

Do my time, Lord, and I won't tell

Everybody, everybody going to hell



Pick back my fat, skin my bones

Thirty-two teeth crack throwing stones

Call on Jesus, bring us home

I ain't done nothing but love

I ain't done nothing but... hey love



Chorus:

All hands are calling the maker

Dirty with the salt from the undertaker

Damn, I hear John the Revalator

Mama's in the kitchen dancing and singing






All hands are calling the maker

Dirty with the salt from the undertaker

Damn, I hear John the Revalator

Mama's in the kitchen dancing and singing



Get my money back, I pay my bail

Put me baby, put me baby in the county jail

Do my time, Lord, and I won't tell

On everybody going to hell

Pick back my fat, skin my bones

Your teeth crack throwing stones

Call on Jesus, bring us home

I ain't done nothin' but love

I ain't done nothin' but love



Chorus



Yeah, I hear him come down the hall

With a tip tap, high clap, voodoo doll

Congo, bongo, blood lust song

White witch playing on a tree trunk gong

It's a boom clack, boom clack on my door

Click the key before's there more



I ain't done nothing but... hey love



Chorus until end