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 yeah he’s a full grown man
And he had a vision
Of a fire it burned up all of the land
You could call it superstition
You could 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
Fear of God fills everyone
You can listen to him pleading
Pleadings for the holy son (to)

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 fishing
For sin in men like Jesus said
Got an old time conviction
Keeps the bodies in the shed
He had a woman
Took her to church every sunday morn
He said submit to your husband
Submit to me thus, sayeth the lord
Well he never saw it coming
When she tried to get away in his ‘34 ford
Now a widower is strumming on a banjo with a missing cord

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