Don't be talking 'bout nobody else,
You got enough trouble by yourself,
Your heart's broken, and so is mine,
You better watch what you say next time.
There's a man who lives upstairs, he's the one who answers prayers,
Let the holy-rolling dance begin as the saints come marching in.
Shaking, shaking his body,
Shaking, shaking his body,
Shaking, shaking his body,
Shaking it.
He's a sinner, thought he'd never be found,
He got caught with his own pants down,
Can't imagine how he must've felt,
He should've tightened up his Bible belt.
Shaking, shaking his body,
Shaking, shaking his body,
Shaking, shaking his body,
Shaking it, oh.
Shaking,
Shaking his body,
Shaking,
Ooh yeah,
Who will stand and who will fall?
Who will be there after all?
He's shaking, shaking his body.
Shaking, shaking his body,
Shaking, shaking his body,
Shaking, shaking his body,
Shaking it,
Shaking, shaking his body,
Shaking, shaking his body,
Shaking, shaking his body,
Shaking it.
