Hard times comin?so the messenger said
Better guard your liquor like your own homestead
Took it under cover, then we took it underground
In temptation, we had another round
Governor came, 抌out eleven or twelve
Under so much pressure,�ouldn抰 help himself
Word got out to the national guard
Spread like a fire in a lumber yard

Saddle up boys,and call up the mission
A hundred strong in the providence hall
Pray boys for the prohibition
Damn that demon alcohol

Cavalry came, and we were tumblin?dice
Wouldn抰 let them in 慶os they wouldn抰 ask nice
Drank to the health of friends and foe
Thanks to the Lord, but he never did show
Second wind gone as the second wave came
Manned in command, in the president抯 name
Kept at bay, kept knockin?at the door
Couldn抰 care less 慶os we all wanted more

Saddle up boys and call up the mission
A hundred strong in the providence hall
Pray boys for the prohibition
Damn that demon alcohol

Dried up supplies 憈ill the morning sun
Never realized where it all could抳e gone
List up boys, it抯 plain to see
Hell is merely sobriety

Saddle up boys and call up the mission
A hundred strong in the providence hall
Pray boys for the prohibition
Damn that demon alcohol

Saddle up boys and call up the mission
A hundred strong in the providence hall
Pray boys for the prohibition
Damn that demon alcohol

The saddle up, boys
You better pray, boys
Saddle up, boys
You better pray, boys
Damn that demon alcohol.

(Rankin.....Polygram songs)
Published by Nazareth (Dunfermline) Ltd.
Copyright 1994 Polydor gmbh, Hamburg