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Then every Sunday mornin', and the preacher gave his warnin'
Said you'd better get down and pray
You better listen to me mister, and you listen sister
We're gettin' close to that great day
You better listen to the teachin' of the Good Book I'm preachin'
Said that men would fly like birds
But brother do you hear me, these things scare me
I don't know how to put it in words
You better stop them scientists from rе-searchin'
'Cause they donе gone too far
They got these boys flyin' faster than sound
And the whole world's in a war
Man that a-tomic energy sure scares me
'Cause if it will do what they claim
You better start thinkin' 'bout savin' your soul
Or Sam Johnson ain't my name!
Just a plain bomb is bad but that A-bomb is worse
And they done named that H-bomb well
Thousand times stronger than that A-bomb is
And it's gonna blow us all to - kingdom come!
Now I'm not tryin' to scare you, I'm just statin' facts
They said they'd build man-made stars
But that's a job I'm gonna leave to the Lord
'N I ain't got no business on Mars
You better stop them scientists from re-searchin'
'Cause they done gone too far
They got these boys flyin' faster than sound
They got the whole world in a war
Man that a-tomic energy sure scares me
'Cause if it will do what they claim
You better start thinkin' 'bout savin' your soul
Or Sam Johnson ain't my name!
Now I'm thankful for the drugs that kills the bugs
The mosquitos, and the mice and the fleas
Instead of us tryin' to get up to Mars
We better get down on our knees!
And thank the good Lord for the world we have
And in closin' I got this to say
If God intended we should go to Mars
Why'd He put it so far away?
You better stop them scientists from re-searchin'
'Cause they done gone too far
They got these boys flyin' faster than sound
They got the whole world in a war
Man that a-tomic energy sure scares me
'Cause if it will do what they claim
You better start thinkin' 'bout savin' your soul
Or Sam Johnson ain't my name!
You think I'm kiddin"?
Sam Johnson ain't my name!