Was broken down, by the side of the road, yeah
Was crawling in the darkness like a king snake in the woods
Hiding in the tall grass
We were hiding in the tall grass
Just looking for a place to shed our skins

We're gonna summon the Holy Ghost from the battlefield
And in the morning this old world won't be the same
Summon the Holy Ghost from the battlefield
And in the morning this old world won't be the same
Won't be the same, Lord

Snapshot lightning, monumental expressions
Silhouette faces in the flesh of Cypress trees and killing vines
Naked in the mud, girl
Let's sling a little mud, girl
Just looking for a place to shed our skins

We're gonna summon the Holy Ghost from the battlefield
And in the morning this old world won't be the same
We're gonna summon the Holy Ghost from the battlefield
And in the morning this old world won't be the same
Won't be the same, Lord

I'm feeling weak in the Itta Bina hot sun
Crawling to the station we were foamin' at the mouth
Sippin' on a tall boy, sippin' on a tall boy
Just looking for a place to shed our skins

Oh, we're gonna summon the Holy Ghost from the battlefield
And in the morning this old world won't be the same
We're gonna summon the Holy Ghost from the battlefield
And in the morning this old world won't be the same
We're gonna summon the Holy Ghost from the battlefield
And in the morning this old world won't be the same
Show me the way, Lord!

Holy Ghost, now Holy Ghost
Summon the Holy Ghost
Holy Ghost, and in the morning, from the battlefield
Swing, swing
Summon the Holy Ghost from the battlefield
This old world won't be the same
Summon the Holy Ghost from the battlefield
And in the morning this old world won't be the same
Summon the Holy Ghost from the battlefield
And in the morning this old world won't be the same

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Writer(s): DAVID A. SCHOOLS, DOMINGO ORTIZ, JOHN F. BELL, JOHN R. HERMAN, MICHAEL N. HOUSER, TODD A. NANCE