Don Birdseye

I don't know what possessed me to do a Google search for Be-Bopping Jesus, but I came across your web page and had to respond.

My name is Don Birdseye. I attended Harpur College (now Binghamton University) 1965-7, until I flunked out and went into the Army. In my final semester, I roomed with Denis Abrams and Bob Sweeney in a very cheap apartment (now a CVS Pharmacy parking lot) on Pennsylvania Avenue in Binghamton, NY. We all smoked pot and drank a lot of alcohol.

Be-Boppin' Jesus was the brainchild of Denis, but all three of us contributed lyrics, and I played a 3-chord blues guitar behind it. Whenever we had a party (which was often), sometime during the night the guitar would come out, and we'd break into Be-Boppin' Jesus. To my recollection, the only time we did the song outside the confines of #44 Pennsylvania Ave was at a party that Denis's then-girlfriend Liz Hoest threw for me at her home in Huntington, Long Island just before I went into the service ... her father loved it!

Some of the lyrics:

Be-Boppin' Jesus he's my savior
Be-Boppin' Jesus born in a manger
Be-Boppin' Jesus walks on the water
Be-Boppin' Jesus ain't got no father
Be-Boppin' Jesus, he's my savior now, my savior now, my savior now

Be-Boppin' Jesus he's my lord
Got crossed up on his college boards

Be-Boppin' Jesus don't want your blood
Next time you throw a supper, bring some Bud

Mary and Joseph were off in the woods
"Joseph", said Mary, "You're up to no good"

I hope this helps.
Don Birdseye