Camp Meeting Song

	The Canfield collection gathered in 1926 had two versions of this politically incorrect parody sung to the melody of the Negro spiritual "Roll, Jordan, Roll."

[ A ]

The old darktown revival,
They say it has no rival.
They pray to beat the devil,
	Shouting, "Roll, Jordan, roll!"

Oh, sister, you've been called on
For some of the stuff you're setting on.
There's a brother in the corner with hard on,
	Saying, "Roll, Jordan, roll."

Now, sister, don't you weaken.
Here is the handsome deacon.
Salvation he's a-seekin',
	Singing, "Roll, Jordan, roll."

Hey, brother, park your "fannie."
Lay right down there with Annie,
Give her the old bananny,
	And it's roll, Jordan, roll.

[ B ]

	Canfield's notes to this version of "Camp Meeting Song" state these "additional verses" are also to be sung to the melody of "Roll, Jordan, Roll."

Now, sister, pull him to you.
That deacon sure will screw you,
Singing, "Glory, hallelujah,
	And it's roll, Jordan, roll."

Now, brother, take your prodpole
And shove it up her touchole, [sic]
Push salvation out of her asshole,
	Moaning, "Roll, Jordan, roll."

Now, sister, you've done set it,
If Heaven comes, just let it;
Just let it lay, he'll get it,
	Gruntin', "Roll, Jordan, roll."

Now, brother, there's a blister
A-comin' where you kissed her.
You sure have warmed that sister,
	Breathin', roll, Jordan, roll.

Now, sister, hold him steady,
Just holler when you're ready,
He's apt to wet your teddy,
	Yellin', "Roll, Jordan, roll."

Now, brother, take your panky,
And wipe it on your hanky.
Just tell the sister thanky
	And we'll roll, Jordan, roll.

Tomorrow night the parson
Will teach the girls in person,
So don't come out with drawers on,
	Cause it's roll, Jordan, roll.

	There are certainly dozens, perhaps scores of parodies of religious songs and prayers circulating in oral tradition.  See, for examples, George Montiero, "Parodies of Scripture, Prayer, and Hymn," in Journal of American Folklore 77 (1963), pp. 45 ff.
	The Canfield collection, gathered in 1926, has this, as sent by Ronald Werrenrath:

King Soloman and King David led merry, merry lives,
With very many lady friends and many, many wives,
But when old age crept up on them, with very many qualms,
King Solomon wrote the Proverbs and King David wrote the
	psalms.

	Even quite young children learn these.  Ten-year-old Anne Brunke of Los Angeles sang for her mother Jacqueline in 1959:

Hail Mary, full of grace,
Bless my boyfriend's hands and face.
Bless his head, full of curls,
And help him stay away from other girls.
Bless his arms, so big and strong,
And keep his hands where they belong.
	Amen.

	To the tune of "The Battle Hymn of the Republic," Marjorie Best sang in San Diego prior to 1963:

Jesus saves his money at the First National Bank.
Jesus saves his money at the First National Bank.
Jesus saves his money at the First National Bank.
Jesus saves.  Jesus saves.  Jesus saves.

	To the melody of a then-popular commercial for Pepsi Cola, the editor sang, circa 1945:

Christianity hits the spot.
Twelve apostles, that's a lot,
Jesus Christ and the Holy Ghost,
Christianity is the most.

	Babab also has this.