Well, you oughta see deacon Jones
As he rattles his bones
Old Parson Brown
Jumping around like some kinda clown
Old Aunt Jemima
She done passed a hundred and three
Shouting out full of pep
"Grab a weenie and help yourself"
Well, one legged Joe
Jumping around on his sore toe
Throw away his crutch and hollered
"Toe ain't sore no more"
Well, it's hail
Hail
The gang's all here
For the Alabama Jubilee
Watch it son
Well, you oughta see deacon Jones
As he rattles all his bones
Old Parson Brown
Jumping around like a clown
Old Aunt Jemima
She done passed eighty-three
Shouting out full of pep
"Come out the shadows and help yourself, would ya?"
One legged Joe
Jumping around on his toe
Throw away his crutch and hollered
"Here we go"
Well, it's hail
Hail
The gang's all here
For the Alabama Jubilee, son