You Got Some Nerve

You gotta pull yourself together, boy These ain't the times to be in doubt Display your heart so I can see it I ain't got time to figure out You surely stole your brother's blessing You deceived your father's will You got some nerve to come here asking Me if I can bless you still Now Robert came down from the mountain With two tablets in his hands These are the ten ways of playing The blues, now get your bands Now, let us jam until it's morning Now, let us jam until we're gone Let us head out to the crossroads Where the meanness and music's on Well, I will fight you if I have to I need just look upon you once I ain't the Philistine you slaughtered With your sling and with your stone Well, you can play your blues till morning You can play a little more But when you're done, you better know That I'll come a-knocking on your door --- You Got Some Nerve - Johnny Red & the Prayerhouse People