She'll be given up the ghost
Can't get no mercy from pillar to post
There underneath the gallow-tree
She'll be given to the beast
Hung like a peach upon to feast
Oh no won't give no hollow plea
Don't put a penny on the preacher's plate
Kin be vexin' up the Devil's name
Stirring us all up in a quarrelsome state
Smacks of "The Hammer" nary Satan's blame
Turn your mirror towards the wall
Guilt and shame will haunt us all
There underneath the gallow-tree
Oh no won't hear no hollow plea
Come hell fire, come high water
They believe the preachers daughter
Watch for those who disapprove
They'll be the next to be accused
Then they'll be givin' up the ghost
We'll all be givin' up the ghost
Awaken, awaken, I'm begging you
Forsaken, forsaken, I'll pray for you
Good people, poor people, I'm begging you
Don't put a penny on the preacher's plate
Kin be vexin' up the Devil's name
Stirring us all up in a quarrelsome state
Smacks of "The Hammer" nary Satan's blame
David & Loren Laue - The Hammer (Of Witches) Lyrics
David & Loren Laue - The Hammer (Of Witches) Lyrics
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She'll be given up the ghost
Can't get no mercy from pillar to post
There underneath the gallow-tree
She'll be given to the beast
Hung like a peach upon to feast
Oh no won't give no hollow plea
Don't put a penny on the preacher's plate
Kin be vexin' up the Devil's name
Stirring us all up in a quarrelsome state
Smacks of "The Hammer" nary Satan's blame
Turn your mirror towards the wall
Guilt and shame will haunt us all
There underneath the gallow-tree
Oh no won't hear no hollow plea
Come hell fire, come high water
They believe the preachers daughter
Watch for those who disapprove
They'll be the next to be accused
Then they'll be givin' up the ghost
We'll all be givin' up the ghost
Awaken, awaken, I'm begging you
Forsaken, forsaken, I'll pray for you
Good people, poor people, I'm begging you
Don't put a penny on the preacher's plate
Kin be vexin' up the Devil's name
Stirring us all up in a quarrelsome state
Smacks of "The Hammer" nary Satan's blame
Can't get no mercy from pillar to post
There underneath the gallow-tree
She'll be given to the beast
Hung like a peach upon to feast
Oh no won't give no hollow plea
Don't put a penny on the preacher's plate
Kin be vexin' up the Devil's name
Stirring us all up in a quarrelsome state
Smacks of "The Hammer" nary Satan's blame
Turn your mirror towards the wall
Guilt and shame will haunt us all
There underneath the gallow-tree
Oh no won't hear no hollow plea
Come hell fire, come high water
They believe the preachers daughter
Watch for those who disapprove
They'll be the next to be accused
Then they'll be givin' up the ghost
We'll all be givin' up the ghost
Awaken, awaken, I'm begging you
Forsaken, forsaken, I'll pray for you
Good people, poor people, I'm begging you
Don't put a penny on the preacher's plate
Kin be vexin' up the Devil's name
Stirring us all up in a quarrelsome state
Smacks of "The Hammer" nary Satan's blame
Writer: David Laue, Loren Evans
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