[Verse 1]
Increase Mather told her daddy
"I roundly disagree with you
Your vocal style's too preachy
All the yokels mock your teaching"
But Cotton, he was just oblivious
To all their cutting pleas
[Verse 2]
Soon the townfolk took to it
In every pew they looked to him
For guidance just like eyeless lambs
Awaiting that ol' kabob stand
The skeptics formed
The nation's born
They want to have it, Cotton's dream
But Increase had them mounted
And they burned on open fires
So the word spread just like smallpox
In the Sudan
[Chorus]
The gentry cried
Give it a day, give it a day
Give it a day, give it a day
Give it a day, give it a day
Increase Mather told her daddy
"I roundly disagree with you
Your vocal style's too preachy
All the yokels mock your teaching"
But Cotton, he was just oblivious
To all their cutting pleas
[Verse 2]
Soon the townfolk took to it
In every pew they looked to him
For guidance just like eyeless lambs
Awaiting that ol' kabob stand
The skeptics formed
The nation's born
They want to have it, Cotton's dream
But Increase had them mounted
And they burned on open fires
So the word spread just like smallpox
In the Sudan
[Chorus]
The gentry cried
Give it a day, give it a day
Give it a day, give it a day
Give it a day, give it a day
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