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