They ’ve got a bran new organ, Sue,
  For all their fuss and search;
They ’ve done just as they said they ’d do,
  And fetched it into church.
They ’re bound the critter shall be seen,
  And on the preacher’s right,
They ’ve hoisted up their new machine
  In everybody’s sight.
They ’ve got a chorister and choir,
  Ag’in my...