The Singing Scoutmaster: I Ain't Gonna Grieve My Lord No More

Oh, the Deacon went Cdown, (Oh, the Deacon went down)

To the Fcellar to Cpray (To the cellar to pray)

He found a G7jug (He found a jug)

And he stayed all Cday (And he stayed all day).

Oh the deacon went Fdown to the cellar to pray

He found a Cjug and he stayed all day,

I ain't gonna G7grieve my Lord no Cmore

 

You can't get to CHeaven (You can't get to Heaven)

On Froller Cskates, (on roller skates)

'Cause you'll roll right G7by ('cause you'll roll right past)

Them pearly Cgates. (those pearly gates)

You can't get to Fheaven on roller skates,

'Cause you'll roll right Cpast those pearly gates

I ain't gonna G7grieve my Lord no Cmore

 

Oh, the devil is Cmad (Oh, the devil is mad)

And FI am Cglad, (and I am glad)

He lost a G7soul (he lost a soul)

He thought he Chad. (he thought he had)

Oh, the devil is Fmad and I am glad,

He lost a Csoul he thought he had.

I ain't gonna G7grieve my Lord no Cmore

 

You can't get to CHeaven (You can't get to heaven)

In a Frocking Cchair, (in a rocking chair)

'Cause the Lord don't G7want ('Cause the Lord don't want)

No lazybones Cthere. (no lazybones there)

You can't get to FHeaven in a rocking chair,

'Cause the Lord don't Cwant no lazybones there.

I ain't gonna G7grieve my Lord no Cmore

 

You can't get to CHeaven, (You can't get to heaven)

In an Fold Ford Ccar, (in an old Ford car)

'Cause the damned old G7car ('cause the damned old car)

Won't go that Cfar. (won't go that far)

You can't get to FHeaven in an old Ford car,

'Cause the damned old Ccar won't go that far.

I ain't gonna G7grieve my Lord no Cmore

 

You can't get to CHeaven (You can't get to Heaven)

On a Fpair of Cskis; (on a pair of skis)

You'll shuss right G7through (you'll shuss right through)

Saint Peter's Cknees. (Sait Peter's knees)

You can't get to FHeaven on a pair of skis;

You'll shuss right Cthrough Saint Peter's knees.

I ain't gonna G7grieve my Lord no Cmore

 

You can't get to CHeaven (You can't get to heaven)

In a FlimouCsine, (in a limosine)

'Cause the Lord don't G7sell ('Cause the Lord don't sell)

No gasoCline. (no gasoline)

You can't get to FHeaven in a limousine,

'Cause the Lord don't Csell no gasoline.

I ain't gonna G7grieve my Lord no Cmore

 

If you get to CHeaven (If you get to Heaven)

BeFfore I Cdo, (before I do)

Just drill a G7hole (just drill a hole)

And pull me Cthrough. (and pull me through)

If you get to FHeaven before I do,

Just drill a Chole and pull me through.

I ain't gonna G7grieve my Lord no Cmore

 

If I get to CHeaven (If I get to Heaven)

BeFfore you Cdo, (before you do)

I'll plug that G7hole (I'll plug that hole)

With shavings and Cglue. (with shavings and glue)

If I get to FHeaven before you do,

I'll plug that Chole with shavings and glue.

I ain't gonna G7grieve my Lord no Cmore

 

You can't get to CHeaven IYou can't get to Heaven)

With Fpowder and Cpaint, (with powder and paint)

It makes you G7look (It makes you look)

Like what you Cain't. (like what you ain't)

You can't get to FHeaven with powder and paint,

It makes you Clook like what you ain't.

I ain't gonna G7grieve my Lord no Cmore

 

You can't chew toCbaccy (You can't chew tobaccy)

On that Fgolden Cshore (on that golden shore)

The Lord don't G7have (the Lord don't have)

No cuspiCdor. (no cuspidor)

You can't chew toFbaccy on that golden shore

The Lord don't Chave no cuspidor.

I ain't gonna G7grieve my Lord no Cmore

 

That's all there Cis (That's all there is)

There Fain't no Cmore, (there ain't no more)

Saint Peter G7said (Saint Peter said)

As he closed the Cdoor. (as he closed the door)

That's all there Fis, there ain't no more,

Saint Peter Csaid as he closed the door.

I ain't gonna G7grieve my Lord no Cmore

 

There's one thing Cmore (There's one thing more)

I forFgot to Ctell, (I forgot to tell)

If you don't go to G7Heaven, (if you don't go to Heaven)

You'll go to CHell. (you'll go to Hell)

There's one thing Fmore I forgot to tell,

If you don't go to CHeaven, you'll go to Hell.

I ain't gonna G7grieve my Lord no Cmore

 

I'll put my Cgrief (I'll put my grief)

Up Fon the Cshelf, (up on the shelf)

If you want some G7more (if you want some more)

Make 'em up yourCself. (make 'em up yourself)

I'll put my Fgrief up on the shelf,

If you want some Cmore make 'em up yourself.

I ain't gonna G7grieve my Lord no Cmore