Nat Gonella with Ted Easton's Jazzband

Songtekst

An old coloured preacher was sittin' on the log (Oh, Monah)
Had his finger on the trigger and his eye on the hog (Oh, Monah)
The gun went booh and the hog went zip (Oh, Monah)
The preacher grabbed him with all his grip (Oh, Monah)
Oh, Monah, you shall be free, oh, lordie, lordie
Oh, Monah, you shall be, yes, you shall be free
When the good lord sets you free
I was down behind the henhouse on my knees (Oh, Monah)
When I thought I heard a chicken sneeze (Oh, Monah)
He sneezed so hard with the whooping cough (Oh, Monah)
That he sneezed his head and his tail right off (Oh, Monah)
Oh, Monah, you shall be free, oh, lordie, lordie
Oh, Monah, you shall be, yes, you shall be free
When the good lord sets you free
I was grinding down the road (Oh, Monah)
Hadn't time for tea and a heavy load (Oh, Monah)
I cracked my whip and the leader sprung (Oh, Monah)
And the high hoods busted the wagon tongue (Oh, Monah)
Oh, you Monah, you shall be free, oh, lordie, lordie
Oh, Monah, you shall be, yes, you shall be free
When the good lord sets you free
Oh, Monah, you shall be free, oh, lordie, lordie
Oh, Monah, you shall be, yes, you shall be free
When the good lord sets you free