Lyrics:

Some people go to school
To try and learn how to teach
Some people go to school
To try and learn how to preach
But if you preach after goin' to school
Be sure you preach and teach the golden rule
And that's all, and that's all
You better change your way of livin'
For the good Lord says
That's all

A feller I know is a miser man
He's tryin' to save all the money he can
But when that undertaker lets him down
Where's he goin' to spend
That money under the ground
And that's all, and that's all
You better change your way of livin'
For the good Lord says
That's all

Now, man came from monkey
Some folks say
But the good book, brother
Don't tell it that way
If you believe that monkey tale
Like some folks do
I'd rather be that monkey than you
And that's all, that's all
Better change your way of livin'
For the good Lord says
That's all

My little song is finished
My little song is through
And I didn't necessarily mean the song for you
But if you don't like the way the little song goes
That's a mighty good sign
That I've been trompin' on your toes
And that's all, I said, that's all
Better change your way of livin'
For the good Lord says
That's all
Ya, that's all