Methodist Pie

I went down to camp meeting the other afternoon

For to hear them shout and sing

And tell each other how they love one another

And make "Hallelujah" ring

There was old Uncle Daniel and his brother, Ebenezer

Uncle Rufus and his lame gal, Sue

Aunt Polly and Melinda and Old Mother Bender

Well, you never saw a happier crew

Chorus:

Oh little children, I believe

Oh little children, I believe

Oh little children, I believe

I'm a methodist 'til I die

I'm a methodist, methodist

'Tis my belief

I'm a methodist'til die

Tiil old grim Death comes a

Knocking at the door

I'm a methodist 'til I die

Well, they all go there for to have a big time

And to eat up that grub on the sly

Have applesauce butter with sugar in the gourd

And a great big Methodist pie

You ought to hear the ringing when they all go to singing

That "Good Old Bye-and-Bye"

There's Jimmy McGee in the top of a tree

Shouting "How's this for high?"

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Well, they all join hands and they march around a ring

And keep a-singing all the while

You'd think it was a cyclone coming through the air

You can hear them 'bout half a mile

6: Then the bell rings loud and that whole big crowd

Breaks ranks and up they fly

While I take aboard the sugar in the gourd

And I finish off the Methodist pie

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