That Fart Left A Mark

Sunday mornin' put on my white suit clean and pressed

Yeah, Sunday mornin' put on my white suit clean and pressed

Headed down to church, lookin' like the very best

Sittin' in the pew while the preacher preached on high

Yeah, sittin' in the pew while the preacher preached on high

Felt a rumblin' down below from that diner food last night

Couldn't hold it in no more, Lord I done gambled and lost

Yeah, Couldn't hold it in no more, I done gambled and lost

Thought I could trust it, but that gamble tore me apart

Now there's a skid mark in my britches, yeah that fart left a mark

Then the smell hit the congregation like a dead animal rottin' away

Yeah, the smell hit them people like a dead animal rottin' away

Folks started gaggin' and chokin', coverin' their face in dismay

Looked down at my white suit, saw a brown stain spreadin' wide

Yeah, looked down at my white suit, saw a stain spreadin' wide

Tried to cover it with my hymn book but there ain't nowhere to hide

That fart left a mark, got a nuisance in my pants

That fart left a mark, stained my fancy pants

That wasn't just a fart, Lord, that there was a shart

Now the whole church knows my business, yeah that fart left a mark

Can't show my face in church no more

That fart... . ruined everything

Lord have mercy... that damn fart... left a mark