Goin To The Churchyard

Going to the Church house, going to the church house where I'll be at Going to the Church house, going to the church house where I'll be at Said we're going every sunday Watch the band and have a beer (I'd like to testify, testify) I found Jesus and I locked him in my trunk I found Jesus and I locked him in my cellar He was talking through a hole Seemed like a right nice fella He was locked up in the churchhouse Locked up by the peacher and his words He was locked up in the churchhouse Locked up by the preacher and his words Say the preachers dressed in black Say well she is so advanced Those other birds just spread the word And get down in your head Those other birds just spread the word And get down in your head Say they'll dirty up your mind Put you in your death bed Say they'll dirty up your mind Put you in your death bed I'd like to testify, Testify I'd like to testify it says here in this book What book It says about the false prophets Well were locked up in the church house Eating bread and jelly Well were locked up in the church house Eating bread and jelly Say well chase you to the pig pen Just slidin on his belly Say well chase you to the pig pen Just slidin on his belly Look down that road With no load in your comode For the time has come Just to know its been for fun So relax my friend This is not the end Of a beautiful love up there Are you there For the time to see is now the time to see And there aint no such thing as there aint no such thing And the time to sing is the time to sing (It strums Em while hammering onto it from open string over the following bits without chords over them) get your finger off that thing You will never blow it up No you'll never blow it up Here today, if you die Here today, if you die He died so you could live x3 There aint no question Go on die so you can live x3 There aint no question Go on die Be the time from the mind If you fall apart Youll shit all over yourself x2 What a beautiful love, there Are you there If you die, you will fly, to the hole, where the soul lies There aint no question Go on die so you can live x3 There aint no question Go on die No youll never blow it up Look down that road With no load in your comode For the time has come Just to know its been for fun So relax my friend This is not the end Of a beautiful love, up there No you'll never blow it up Are you there No you'll never blow it up