Hazel's Homemade Hallelujah Punch

Richard Fagan-Chris Clark

At the Christmas pot luck dinner

At the Holy Roller Hall

They don't allow no drinkin

Of any alch-ee-hol

So my Aunt Hazel makes a juice

Without the use of liquor

And every year

It seems to disappear

A little quicker

CHORUS

It's Hazel's homemade Hallelujah Punch

Guaranteed to spread some Christmas cheer

Fill the cup

And drink it up

It doesn't take too much

Of Hazel's homemade Hallelujah Punch

When everyone's done eatin'

And they're had a glass or two

The strangest things start happenin'

Just like they always do

The spirit of the season

Flows throughout the congregation

There must be some magic in that bowl

To cause such a sensation

CHORUS

She swears there's nothing in it

But the juice of fruits and berries

Some raisins, dates, a few yeast cakes, and maraschino cherries

She corks up two five-gallon jugs

And seals them every spring

And when she opens them up for Christmas

The cheer starts to sing

Ah

HALLELUJAH

HALLELUJAH

HALLELUJAH

HALLELUJAH

Hallelujah punch

Aunt Hazel makes

Hallelujah

Hallelujah

An amazing punch

Hallelujah

Hallelujah

You'll hurl your lunch

Hallelujah

Hallelujah

If you drink too much

Hallelujah

Hallelujah

And every sip tastes better and better

And better

And better

Hallelujah

Hallelujah

CHORUS

Hazel's homemade Hallelujah punch