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There was a lights out television show
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There was an Amos and Andy on the radio
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And a man on a hill runnin' round don't you know
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Sayin' "ev'rybody here got to go"
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Sayin' "ev'rybody here got to go"
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There were some people out in Hollywood
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The words they had spoken it was well understood
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But three thousand miles and for ev'ryone's good
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A man stood singing his song
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Dancin' around all the tombstones he said
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"That a man if he's livin' would rather be dead"
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And he opened the eyes to the typewriter lead
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And he said, "Now it won't be too long."
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(Repeat chorus)
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The people they gathered from miles all around
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Like a Sunday in Salem they all could be found
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And the lights all went out with a deafening sound
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As the church bells rang once again
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The curtains were drawn and the prophets had cried
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When somebody screamed that the joker had lied
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But the damage was done and the saints crucified
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And the truth will be lost till the end
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(Repeat Chorus)
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Like A Sunday In Salem (The Amos & Andy Song)
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| Gene Cotton |
