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

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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

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She swears there's
nothing in it
But the juice of
fruits and berries
Find more similar lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.com/DKjSome 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