Roll up for The Old Holler Medicine Show
No more barrel fever
No more staggering home
Now them days of solitude are done
No more carnal rituals
No more trundling on
No more sullen days by the grave stone
This is entertainment, maybe
Welcome to The Old Holler Medicine Show
Anything goes
They got the hoodoo flow, ha
The Old Holler Medicine Show
What the devil don't know
No more tears of sorrow
No more crumbling bones
No more heart, hollow as a drum
Roll up, throw your money
Hawker's unholy song
Now them days of solitude are done
This is entertainment, maybe
Welcome to The Old Holler Medicine Show
Anything goes
They got the hoodoo flow, ha
The Old Holler Medicine Show
What the devil don't know
Roll up for The Old Holler Medicine Show
Nothin' gonna miss you when you're gone
Gonna miss you when you're
Nothin' gonna miss you when you're gone
Gonna miss you when you're
Nothin' gonna miss you when you're gone
Gonna miss you when you're
Nothin' gonna miss you when you're gone
Gonna miss you when you're
Nothin' gonna miss you when you're gone
Gonna miss you when you're
Nothin' gonna miss you when you're gone