Lyrics:
knows how to cry
She drinks and she talks just a little too long
And with her bride gone she'll tag along with any old crowd
Yes I know I'm to blame
She has her sad times, she knows how to cry
(chorus)
She drinks, and she talks, just a little too loud
And with her pride gone, she hangs around
not a religion, oh no
No, it's more like a friendship
So just talk to your Father
Like you are His kid
Just start talking to Jesus
Just start
talk to me, she won't talk to me
Now you're nervous with the fever
Body beat and never quit
I'm in heaven when I see her
Won't you talk some little
drive the big car
And talk herself insane
Just a little bit louder now
Just a little bit angry now
Way back when Millennium
Meant racing
friend.
I can live forever
When I go to heaven
Yes, I can talk with Jesus
I can see the Lord.
Now can't you just imagine
Living in His mansion
and dance
And talk his baby talk
With a hole in his pants
And his knees stick out
He's just big enough to walk
Bimbo, Bimbo
Where you going to go e oh
Bimbo,
how to cry
She drinks and she talks just a little too loud
And with her pride gone she tags along with any old crowd
Yes I know I'm to blame and I
teas both with sugar please"
In the back of an alley
While little Dirt Cowboys turned brown in their saddles
Sweet chocolate biscuits and red rosy
All about forgiveness and grace
Tell me one more time about Jesus
Lord, I need just a little more faith
I walked by the church Sunday mornin'
I slipped
to me, she won't talk to me
Now you're nervous with the fever
Body beat and never quit
I'm in heaven when I see her
Won't you talk some little things?
Jesus is building a mansion for me
A mansion for me (a mansion for me)
A mansion for me (a mansion for me)
Built by my Lord beyond Calvary
But my little
that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks
You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my
Just a little talk with Jesus makes it alright
I may have doubts and fears
My eyes be filled with tears
But Jesus is a friend who watches over me day
everything cool
Just a backstreet gambler with the luck to lose
And when the heat came down it was left on the ground
The devil appeared like Jesus through
that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks
You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my
Uh (our Father) I'm a talk this (who art in heaven)
Start walk this
In the name of Jesus
I can have everything good of the earth be given to me
everything cool
Just a backstreet gambler with the luck to lose
And when the heat came down it was left on the ground
The devil appeared like Jesus through
they'll still talk about us when we've died.
JESUS
The end...is just a little harder, when brought about by friends.
For all you care, this wine
the kids just run away
I only want to talk with them and join in their fun
But all the little children knew to
Run run run run run run run...
See
And just a little talk with Jesus makes me whole
Refrain:
Now let us have a little talk with Jesus Let us tell Him all about our troubles
He will hear our
Your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me
But bear this in mind, it was meant to be
And I'm joinin' up the dots with the freckles on your
cries another martyr,
Somebody screams "fry the son of a bitch"
But me, I'm just spending time with little Suzie
Yeah me, I'm playing my guitar for
little hut I'll just let it be
Lord Jesus is building a mansion for me.
Each day I am getting more ready to go
He's cleansing my sins more whiter than
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