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that old time religion give us that old time religion together
In the sweet (go lay down my burden) that old time religion
In the sweet (go lay down my
I've got that old time religion got that old time religion
And that is why I'm satisfied
Now you ask me if I'm happy do I have peace within
Do I
(give me that old time religion) [Repeat]
Gimme that old time religion [Repeat 2x]
It's good enough for me.
It was good. (It was good.) It was good.
on the hill and in the valley
Performing miracles and didn't get no pay.
No synagogue that was built by Jesus Christ.

Give I the older time religion.
Give
We have time for racism
We have time for criticism
Held bondage by our ism's
When will there be a time to love

We make time to debate religion
all one in old religion
Meet me by the waving rye
The question mark in the scarecrow's eye

Gaelic runes and harvest moons
Shinto dogs
Use up all your drugs 
And make me come 

Yesterday man, 
I was a nihilist and 
Now today I'm 
Just too fucking bored 

By the time I'm old
someday the truth will catch up
I just hope it don't catch us all by surprise

They preach this thing, religion
But we show no faith at all
Follow suit
someday the truth will catch up
I just hope it don't catch us all by surprise

They preach this thing, religion
But we show no faith at all
Follow suit
Sex and Gasoline by Rodney Crowell

So much beauty abs & tush
Swoop down on you like a burnin bush
Pop religion bullwhip thin
Says you ain't nothing
halleluja Rosie Lea. 

If you feel a bit under the weather, 
If you feel a little bit peeved, 
Take granny's stand-by potion 
For any old cough
you think's right, and you will feel alright
'Cause when you're bad you will feel sad
That's the religion I live by

Could it be time to avoid this
right, and you will feel alright
'Cuz when you're bad you will feel sad
That's the religion I live by

Could it be time to avoid this bush?
So we wouldn't
Brushed off the accusations
And bowed before your lies

This is the city that raised me
With the religion they gave me
Now I'm old enough to know my
Sung by everybody 
Hear me brothers, hear me sisters, 
Citizens and comrades hear my song. 
The old life's dead the order's changing 

It's time
Bridget McGinn.
Turned Papist himself and forsook the old cause
That gave us our freedom, religion and laws.
Now, boys of the townland made some noise
Your crazy mama, ah yeah 

Well your old time religion 
Is just a superstition 
You going to pay high prices 
For your sacrificises 

Well your
Bridget McGinn.
Turned Papist himself and forsook the old cause
That gave us our freedom, religion and laws.
Now, boys of the townland made some noise
Of the Magazine Wall/Hump, helmet and all?

He was one time our King of the Castle
Now he's kicked about like a rotten old parsnip.
And from Green Street he'll
truth no sense left to be followed

Facing this unbearable fear
like meeting an old friend

"Time to die, poor mates,
You made me what I am!"

In this
Isn't it strange meeting you here 
Two old friends 
Just sitting down quietly drinking a beer 
But knowing your past the way that I do 
After all
and hand me down poetry
It's brick white-washed walls widowed by first paint
The tin roof top humming songs of promise while time is
Locked into demonic
isn't fun no more
Fascist christ, come to the rescue
Gimme that old time religion, here it comes
Let's get fundamental about this strange philosophy
There's a modern religion
Proclaiming the pain
Promising immortal wonders
They steal His power
Disparage His name
Turn the Holy Words to thunder
By the time I got to Woodstock
It was going up in flames
In June under a silvery moon
Why do all your songs turn out the same?
Got got got got,