Lyric Brimstone Rock

Listen closely to me now my darlin girl
There s one who s out to have you
An jus his breath will burn your curls
Don t you fret
You needn t bother
Don t you fret
Here comes the father yet

Whatcha doin up atop my roof
Creepin cross them shingles
You bout scared me half to death girl
What s your name Ruthie Lingle

Oye I heard your talkin
That little Jesus geek
Need a good ass good ass clockin
Oye I seen your mockin
Don t you dare boy - think my Lord
Hath done forgotten No

I beseech thee Lord clear my head
Before once again I scar the soul of that girl in my bed
O Lord clear my bed
For once again I scar the soul of that girl in my head