Bigfoot Don’t Pray
Haunted Hills Revival
Bigfoot Don’t Pray
Verse 1
Preacher stands by the gravel road, Bible worn and gray,
Says he seen somethin’ in the treeline one summer breakin’ day,
Church folks laugh in their Sunday best, say “ain’t nothin’ out there stray,”
But he don’t preach like he used to since he saw it that way.
Verse 2
He says it don’t walk like a bear, don’t move like a man,
It don’t fit the shape of God’s own plan,
It don’t roar like thunder or cry like pain,
It just watches quiet in the drivin’ rain.
Chorus
Bigfoot don’t pray, don’t bow, don’t kneel,
Don’t ask forgiveness for the things it feels,
It don’t know mercy, don’t know grace,
Just leaves big footprints in the empty place.
And the preacher says, voice low and grave,
“If it’s out there, Lord, it don’t behave…
Bigfoot don’t pray.”
Verse 3
He warns the men who hunt for thrill, who chase the ridge at night,
“Some things in the holler don’t want to be found in your flashlight,”
But they go anyway with their rifles raised,
Then come back fewer than they were that day.
Bridge
He says, “It ain’t no demon, it ain’t no ghost,
It’s somethin’ older than the hills we boast,
It don’t hate you, it don’t love you either—
It just takes what’s walkin’ through the cedar.”
Final Chorus
Bigfoot don’t pray, don’t repent, don’t cry,
Don’t look to heaven when it hears you die,
It don’t know sin, don’t know shame,
Just knows your footsteps and remembers your name.
And the preacher shuts the Bible like it burns his hands,
Says “Lord, I don’t think it understands…
Bigfoot don’t pray.”