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Heaven Supreme
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rearranging and writing new lyrics for the traditional spiritual, inspired by the mostly terrible Supreme Court decision from the term ending July, 2023
satire supreme court
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light hearted lyrical sarcasm and original music inspired by a lifetime of accompanying a boatload of excellent musicians.
With the exception of Mango Chutneyed, everything posted here results from home recording in which alll the tunes posted are original compositions of mine, with performances on the various tracks also by me.
Song Info
Genre
Blues • Electric Blues
Charts
#361 today Peak #9
#54 in subgenre Peak #3
Author
Joe DeCristopher/traditional rearranged by Joe DeC
Rights
lyric Joe DeCristopher 2023
Uploaded
July 10, 2023
Track Files
MP3
MP3 7.3 MB • 320 kbps • 3:10
Lossless
WAV 34.8 MB
Meta Data
BPM
70
Beat
4/4
Key
G maj
Vocals
Male
Character
Energy
relaxed, cool
high-energy
Danceable
coffee-place
dancefloor
Story behind the song
A photo of the current Supreme Court in my social media feed, with the right wingnuts sporting clan hoods over their judicial robes. caught my attention, and the old spiritual popped into my head.
Lyrics
G I got a robe, you got a robe, all God’s chillum got a robe G7 When I gets to G7/B heaven gonna C take off my C#o robe and goG naked all D over God’s G heaven D Heaven, G heaven G Everybody G7/B talkin bout C heaven aint C#o goin there, G naked all D over God’s G heaven Klu had a robe, Klux had a robe, all God’s Klansmen had a robe When they was a hatin’ they’d put on they robe and go lynchin all over God’s heaven Heaven, heaven Anybody lynchin on earth ain’t gonna be lynchin up there in God’s heaven I got no gun, you got a gun, Maybe everybody need a gun Anybody shootin’ on earth ain’t goin there shootin’ all over God’s heaven Heaven, Heaven’ Everybody shootin on earth aint goin there shootin up all o’ God’s heaven instrumental G C C G G C C A7 D // D7#5 G % % G G G7 C C#o G D G Clarence got a robe, Sam and Amy got a robe, Neil, Brett and Johnny all got robes When they be judgin’ they be puttin’ on they robes and they crap all over God’s heaven Heaven, heaven Judges crappin on earth ain’t goin there, bigots don’t make it to heaven Repeat v1 Sam got a robe, Clarence got a robe, all them judges they got robes When they be judgin they put on they robes and crap all over God’s heaven. (Judges crappin on earth aint goin’ there bigots don’t make it to heaven)x2
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