THEY put up big wooden gods. Then they burned the big wooden gods And put up brass gods and Changing their minds suddenly Knocked down the brass gods and put up A doughface god with gold earrings. The poor mutts, the pathetic slant heads, They didn't know a little tin god Is as good as anything in the line of gods Nor how a little tin god answers prayer And makes rain and brings luck The same as a big wooden god or a brass God or a doughface god with golden Earrings.