Get ready for the big revival, c'mon everybody get in the van
There's a little church on Eagle Mountain, it's called The Blood of the Blessed Lamb
If your faith ain't strong enough child, you might wind up dead
Praise the Lord and pass me a copperhead
Reverend Jones, he struts and dances while the guitar plays Amazing Grace
He testifies in tongues of fire, with tears of joy runnin' down his face
He ain't sure and we ain't sure what exactly he said
Praise the Lord and pass me a copperhead
You won't find many hypocrites that'll take a chance on gettin' bit
But a true believer can survive rattlesnakes and cyanide
When you hold that deadly viper, keep the Holy Spirit in your mind
Do not lose your concentration or that serpent's bound to strike
Either way you won't forget the first time that you said
Praise the Lord and pass me a copperhead
Praise the Lord and pass me a copperhead
Oh that's right
Praise the Lord and pass me a copperhead
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