Old Time Religion
He's got old time religion
Buries his cash in a coffee can
And he makes his decisions
Down on his knees, he's a full grown man
And he had a vision
Of a fire it burned up all the land
You can call it superstition
You can run just as fast as you can
He took a beating
His father screamed at the top of his lungs
An Old Testament reading
If you spare the rod, you spoil the son
He's got scars for his bleeding
A fear of god fills everyone
You can listen to him pleading
Pleadin' for the Holy son
Give me that old time religion
Give me that old time religion
Give me that old time religion
It's good enough for me
He's got a King James Edition
With all of the words of Christ in red
And he reads the inscription
Every night when he goes to bed
And he goes fishin'
To sinnin' men like Jesus said
Got an old time conviction
Keeps the bodies in the shed
He had a woman
Took her to church ever Sunday morn
Said submit to your husband
Submit to me, thus saith the Lord!
Well he never saw it comin'
When she tried to get away in his '34 Ford
Now a widower is strummin'
On a banjo with a missin' chord
Give me that old time religion
Give me that old time religion
Give me that old time religion
It's good enough for me!
Give me that old time religion
Give me that old time religion
Give me that old time religion
It's good enough
It's good enough
It's good enough for me
Buries his cash in a coffee can
And he makes his decisions
Down on his knees, he's a full grown man
And he had a vision
Of a fire it burned up all the land
You can call it superstition
You can run just as fast as you can
He took a beating
His father screamed at the top of his lungs
An Old Testament reading
If you spare the rod, you spoil the son
He's got scars for his bleeding
A fear of god fills everyone
You can listen to him pleading
Pleadin' for the Holy son
Give me that old time religion
Give me that old time religion
Give me that old time religion
It's good enough for me
He's got a King James Edition
With all of the words of Christ in red
And he reads the inscription
Every night when he goes to bed
And he goes fishin'
To sinnin' men like Jesus said
Got an old time conviction
Keeps the bodies in the shed
He had a woman
Took her to church ever Sunday morn
Said submit to your husband
Submit to me, thus saith the Lord!
Well he never saw it comin'
When she tried to get away in his '34 Ford
Now a widower is strummin'
On a banjo with a missin' chord
Give me that old time religion
Give me that old time religion
Give me that old time religion
It's good enough for me!
Give me that old time religion
Give me that old time religion
Give me that old time religion
It's good enough
It's good enough
It's good enough for me
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Writer(s): Parker Millsap
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