Snake-Handlin' Man
baby i was born to the blood in the service of the lord of hosts
marched through the valley of the shadow of death at the biddin' of the holy ghost
baby i would
hey, baby, you know i can
holy fire down in my belly and brimstone in my eyes
everything that a woman might need and the need just might arise
i'm a light-bringer and a soul-singer
i'm a snake-handlin' man
six-foot cottonmouth hangin' from a tree on a sultry summer night
sling that serpent around my neck and i take him for a ride
baby i would
hey, baby, you know i can
'cause i got a heart that shines in the dark like the road to the pearly gates
you come creepin' up the slow lane baby but you know i just can't wait
i'm a fire-walker and a straight-talker
i'm a snake-handlin' man
mix that poison up good and strong and lift it to my lips
i'll go preachin' in the pale moonlight with a viper in my grip
baby i would
hey, baby, you know i can
nobody gonna turn me 'round or make me feel ashamed
i got the power and i got the right, i'm written in the book of names
wadin' that river jordan
i'm a snake-handlin' man
well i got the armor and i got the shield and i got the sword of truth
takin' that angel harp in hand, gonna pick it with a rattler's tooth
baby i would
hey, baby, you know i can
build this tower on the rock of ages and it reaches to the sky
straight and tall as jacob's ladder, i'm here to testify
can i get a witness
i'm a snake-handlin' man
speakin in lost tongues sayin' praised be jesus
i'm a snake-handlin' man
marched through the valley of the shadow of death at the biddin' of the holy ghost
baby i would
hey, baby, you know i can
holy fire down in my belly and brimstone in my eyes
everything that a woman might need and the need just might arise
i'm a light-bringer and a soul-singer
i'm a snake-handlin' man
six-foot cottonmouth hangin' from a tree on a sultry summer night
sling that serpent around my neck and i take him for a ride
baby i would
hey, baby, you know i can
'cause i got a heart that shines in the dark like the road to the pearly gates
you come creepin' up the slow lane baby but you know i just can't wait
i'm a fire-walker and a straight-talker
i'm a snake-handlin' man
mix that poison up good and strong and lift it to my lips
i'll go preachin' in the pale moonlight with a viper in my grip
baby i would
hey, baby, you know i can
nobody gonna turn me 'round or make me feel ashamed
i got the power and i got the right, i'm written in the book of names
wadin' that river jordan
i'm a snake-handlin' man
well i got the armor and i got the shield and i got the sword of truth
takin' that angel harp in hand, gonna pick it with a rattler's tooth
baby i would
hey, baby, you know i can
build this tower on the rock of ages and it reaches to the sky
straight and tall as jacob's ladder, i'm here to testify
can i get a witness
i'm a snake-handlin' man
speakin in lost tongues sayin' praised be jesus
i'm a snake-handlin' man
Credits
Writer(s): David Robert Carter
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