Don't be talkin' 'bout nobody else   You got enough trouble by yourself   Your heart's broken and so is mine   Ya better watch what you say next time      There's a Man who lives upstairs   He's the one who answers prayers   Let the holy rollin' dance begin   As the saints come marching in      Shakin', shakin' his Body, shakin'   Shakin' his Body, shakin'   Shakin' his Body, Shakin'It!      He's a sinner though he'd never be found   He got caught with his own pants down   Can't imagine how he must've felt   He should've tightened-up his Bible belt      Shakin'... shakin' his Body   Shakin'... oooh, yah   Who will stand and who will fall   Who will be there after all   Shakin'... shakin' his Body