The Chinese believe there is a god of everything
A god of the sun, the moon, the wind, and rain
It's hard to imagine and it may sound absurd
but there's even a patron saint of bean-curd
Guan-Di is his name
Guan-Di is his name
Guan-You Guan-Me Guan-Di
Guan-Di is his name
In the mining town of Gold Lick, the year was 1870
the Chinese came to work, and rid themselves of poverty
Then one night it happened, disaster struck
A rumble from below, the Chinese were stuck
An old chinaman prayed, for the loved ones he so cherished
Asking the saint of curd, to protect the souls who perished
Guan-Di is his name
Guan-Di is his name
Guan-You Guan-Me Guan-Di
Guan-Di is his name
With flashing red eyes, and a flowing white beard
Everyone knew he was a god to be feared
No living creature survived his wrath
Everyone knew not to ever cross his path
Guan-Di is his name
Guan-Di is his name
Guan-You Guan-Me Guan-Di
Guan-Di is his name
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