Lyrics Oh Monah - Bob Wills & His Texas Playboys

An old colored preacher was sittin′ on the log (oh, Monah)
Had his finger on the trigger and his eye on the hog (oh, Monah)
The gun sent boom and the hog went zip (oh, Monah)
And the preacher grabbed him with all his grip (oh, Monah)

Oh, Monah, you shall be free (hallelujah Lordy)
Oh, Monah, you shall be free
When the good Lord sets you free
(Council)

I was gwine down the road (oh, Monah)
Had a tired team and a heavy load (oh, Monah)
Popped my whip and the lead horse sprung (oh, Monah)
And the hind horn busted the wagon tongue (oh, Monah)

Oh, Monah, you shall be free (hallelujah Lordy)
Oh, Monah, you shall be free
When the good Lord sets you free
(Alec)

(Ahh)

Meet upon a goose, ripped mire in a bun (oh, Monah)
And devil on the hillside, don't you him grown (oh, Monah)
Drink a plain seven ′bove on the melon vine (oh, Monah)
The goose turn aback while the ducks drinkin' wine (oh, Monah)

Oh, Monah, you shall be free (hallelujah Lordy)
Oh, Monah, you shall be free
When the good Lord sets you free

(Yeah) I know no boy who had the blue (yes, oh, Monah)
Feet's so big that he couldn′t get shoe (oh, oh, Monah)
The shoe clerk said, "Come back again" (But bar, oh, Monah)
I′ll fit you in a box, have to shoes them in (hold them in, oh, Monah)

Oh, Monah, you shall be free (hallelujah Lordy)
Oh, Monah, you shall be free
When the good Lord sets you free