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