Well I was born an original sinner I was born from original sin And if I had a dollar bill For all the things I've done There'd be a mountain of money Piled up to my chin My mother told me good My mother told me strong She said: Be true to yourself And you can't go wrong But there's just one thing That you must understand You can fool with your brother But don't mess with a missionary man Don't mess with a missionary man Don't mess with a missionary man Well the missionary man He's got God on his side He's got the saints and apostles Backin' up from behind Black eyed looks from those Bible books He's a man with a mission Got a serious mind There was a woman in the jungle And a monkey on a tree The missionary man he was followin' me He said: Stop what you're doing Get down upon your knees I've got a message for you That you better believe Well I was born an original sinner I was born from original sin And if I had a dollar bill For all the things I've done There'd be a mountain of money Don't mess with a missionary man A missionary man Don't mess with a missionary manDon't mess with a missionary man A missionary man