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[Verse 1]
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Well when I was kid I'd take a trip
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Every summer

Down to Mississippi
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To visit my granny in her ante bellum world
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I'd run barefooted all day long
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Climbing trees free as a song
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One day I happened catch myself a squirrel
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I stuffed him down in an old shoebox
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Punched a couple holes in the top
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and when Sunday came I snuck him into church

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I was sittin way back in the very last pew
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Showin him to my good buddy Hugh
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When that squirrel got loose
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And went totally berserk!

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Well what happened next is hard to tell

Some thought it was Heaven others thought it was Hell

But the fact that something was among us

Was plain to see

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As the choir sang "I Surrender All"

The squirrel ran up Harv Newlan's coveralls
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Harv leaped to his feet and said
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"Somethin's got a hold on me! YEOW!"


[Chorus]
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The day the squirrel went berserk
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In the First Self-Righteous Church
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In that sleepy little town of Pascagoula
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It was a fight for survival
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That broke out in revival
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They were jumpin pews and shouting Hallelujah!


[Verse 2]
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Well, Harv hit the aisles dancin' and screamin'
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Some thought he had religion
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Others thought he had a demon
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And Harv thought he had a weed eater loose in his Fruit-Of-The-Looms
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He fell to his knees to plead and beg
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And the squirrel ran out of his britches leg
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Unobserved, to the other side of the room

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All the way down to the amen pew
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Where sat Sister Bertha better-than-you
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Who'd been watchin' all the commotion with sadistic glee
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should've seen that look in her eyes
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When that squirrel jumped her garters and crossed her thighs
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She jumped to her feet and said "Lord have mercy on me"
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As the squirrel made laps inside her dress

She began to cry and then to confess to sins that would make a sailor blush with shame

She told of gossip and church dissension but the thing that got the most attention
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Was when she talked about her love life
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And then she started naming names!


[Chorus]
            C
The day the squirrel went berserk
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In the First Self-Righteous Church
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In that sleepy little town of Pascagoula
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It was a fight for survival
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That broke out in revival
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They were jumpin pews and shouting Hallelujah!


[Verse 3]
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Well seven deacons and then the pastor got saved

And 25,000 dollars got raised
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And 50 volunteered for missions in the Congo on the spot
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And even without an invitation
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There were at least 500 rededications
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And we all got re-baptized whether we needed it or not

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Now you've heard the Bible stories I guess
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Of how He parted the waters for Moses to pass
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All the miracles God has brought to this ol' world
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But the one I'll remember to my dyin day
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Is how he put that church back on the narrow way
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With a half-crazed Mississippi squirrel


[Chorus]
            C
The day the squirrel went berserk
       D7
In the First Self-Righteous Church
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In that sleepy little town of Pascagoula
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It was a fight for survival
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That broke out in revival
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They were jumpin pews and shouting Hallelujah! (2x)