Old Time Religion Songtext
von Parker Millsap

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 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
Pleading 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 fishing
For sinnin′ men like Jesus said
Got an old time conviction
Keeps the bodies in the shed

He had a woman
He took her to church every Sunday morn′
He said, "Submit to your husband"
"Submit to me" does 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