When I wrote this tune I had the feeling that this is the kind of music you might hear as you stroll up to an old porch in the Appalachian Mountains.  And there would sit several fellas sipping on some moonshine and singing about death and glory of god. The song could use a fiddle, banjo and mandolin, but an acoustic guitar and vocal is fine too.  Dance like you’re handling a poisonous serpent in one hand and shaking a tambourine in the other—–Hallelujah!!!!!!!