Mother said, "Son get out of bed, we've got some guests 'a coming."
And that's about the time we heard the trumpet blast and drummin'.
Down the gravel driveway came a big white limousine,
And poked up through the sunroof was the pope for all to see.
(Bridge)
There they were in my living room
The papal tailor and the papal groom
The janitor with the papal broom
Swept a path before him.
(Chorus)
And the pope said...
And he tipped his missle hat
And the pope said...
And he didn't stop at that.
Mother tried her best but having little time to practice
Somehow let it slip the little fact that we were Baptist.
The bishop choked and gagged and as he fumbled for his map
He knew he'd took the wrong road while the chauffer took a nap.
(Bridge)
(Chorus2)
And the pope said...
And he shook his smoking can.
And the pope said...
And he made a change of plans.
And the pope said...
And he kissed the kitchen floor.
And the pope said...
Then he headed out the door.
�1997DaveByrd