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Hello … Jesus … Hello … Jesus …

My daddy’s mama got my daddy dressed up
In a jacket and a clip-on tie
On a Lancaster County Sunday morning
Under a heavenly blue sky
She walked him out to the Chevy wagon
Held up a hand to shield the sun from his eye
As they passed Grand-daddy in his dirty overalls
He grabbed her ass and he said with a smile

Say hello to Jesus for me
Give my best regards to the Lord
I wouldn’t want to be in his company
I’d only darken the Almighty’s door
Jesus I can see your house from here
But that’s about as close as you want me
‘Cause I got sin in my heart and lust in my eye
But hey, say hello to Jesus for me

My mama’s brother made book on ponies
In Ohio and Kentucky
I got all his loud ties when a snitch sent him up
To the State Penitentiary
Aunt Juanita was holding back tears when the police
Drove him off in a Ford Galaxie
Mama called out you’ll always be in our prayers
He said just say hello to Jesus for me

Say hello to Jesus for me
Give my best regards to the Lord
I don’t deserve to be in his company
‘Cause I’m rotten right to the core
The prison Chaplain wants to save my soul
But there’s a wall between Jesus and me
I said there’s hate in my heart and vengeance in my soul
But hey, say hello to Jesus for me

Guess I’m not goin’ to heaven
Hell of a way to spend eternity
Could’ve loaded up the dice and rolled a lucky seven
But I reckon that’s not the path that my people laid out for me

So I’m all growed up and my heart’s gone down
In a dark and lonely place
My forebears have all met their makers and I guess
They’re all in a grand state of grace
I’m checking what I’m doing right here and now
I ain’t thinkin’ ‘bout what’s gonna be
So when your cup’s running over and you’re down on your knees
Won’t you say hello to Jesus for me

Say hello to Jesus for me
Give my best regards to the Lord
I ain’t shaking hands with the Prince of Peace
These guns are headin’ off for war
Jesus you got a lot of real estate
East and west of the Galilee
But a palace can’t hold all the dark in my soul
So just say hello to Jesus for me

Hello … Jesus … Hello … Jesus …
Hello … Jesus … Hello … Jesus …

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released April 17, 2019
Robin Gunns - Vocals, guitars, harmonicas, Fender VI Bass, V Clavie.
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Robin Gunns and The Flesh Ripping Weasels New York, New York

From the 78 RPM record era, to Chicago blues, rockabilly, folk, British invasion, and Top 40 radio that brought together the best pop sounds from Motown to Nashville to Haight Ashbury - Robin Gunns blends these influences into compositions that are musically rich, lyrically irreverent, and true ear worms.

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