Jimmy — текст песни (big tent revival)

Jimmy rode a bike with a steering wheel
Said he didn`t like the way the handle bars feel
Folks said, Jimmy, son what`s the deal?
And this is what Jimmy said...
Ain`t no more with the wonder why
I can`t live like those other guys
So I dwell on the outside
And do what`s right for me
Get on wit` your bad self
Get on wit` your bad self
Get on wit` your bad self, Jimmy
One day Jimmy was hangin` `round
A man said, Boy, wont you come down
To a big tent meetin` outside town...
Gonna be a big show!
Jimmy thought about it for a short while
And his words came back with a big smile
Well, if it ain`t ordinary, then it`s my style
So I guess I`ll have to go
From the time that he walked in that place
There was a burnin` in his soul
When he heard about Heaven and God`s grace
That Jimmy was a holy rollin`
Some folks never quite figured out
Just what Jimmy was all about
Well he sure loved Jesus, but they had doubts about
About what the bike with a steering wheel