Moses in the Bulrushes Songtext
von Curtis Eller’s American Circus

Well, the lightning struck the surface of that swamp
And that monkey got his hands on a bottle of wine
And he tied that bulldog up in my backyard
And that monkey get a hangover every time

But you know there′s a white cloud crouching over the valley
Man, the night time was never as dark as you thought it would be
You know, Elvis was born down in Tupelo Mississippi
But there's a fossil up in Memphis, Tennessee

Well don′t you know
I'm backsliding in my Sunday best
Without a mark over the door
That angel passed


Well, the baby's curled up next to the old man′s shotgun
And that little girl, she′s gonna grow up just like me
And I guarantee that nobody's gonna mess around with my baby
And grandpa′s out there in the living room watching TV

But you know there's a black crow circling over the North Pole
They got the satellite hooked up but the signal
Well it just won′t take
And the graveyard ain't got room for my skeleton, not tonight
There′s storm clouds rolling in but they just won't break

Well don't you know
I′m backsliding in my Sunday clothes
Without a prayer to fill them wings
That angel rose

And it′s just like Moses in the bulrushes
That Memphis train is burning coal
And we're gonna have to watch that little girl grow old
Yes, we′re gonna have to watch that little girl grow older everyday
Yodel-ay-hee-ooo