Big Tent Revival - Jimmy Lyrics
Jimmy rode a bike with a steering wheelSaid he didn't like the way the handle bars feelFolks said, "Jimmy, son what's the deal?"And this is what Jimmy said..."Ain't no more with the wonder whyI can't live like those other guysSo I dwell on the outsideAnd do what's right for me"Get on wit' your bad selfGet on wit' your bad selfGet on wit' your bad self, JimmyOne day Jimmy was hangin' 'roundA man said, "Boy, won't you come downTo a big tent meetin' outside town...Gonna be a big show!"Jimmy thought about it for a short whileAnd his words came back with a big smile"Well, if it ain't ordinary, then it's my styleSo I guess I'll have to go"From the time that he walked in that placeThere was a burnin' in his soulWhen he heard about Heaven and God's graceThat Jimmy was a holy rollin'Some folks never quite figured outJust what Jimmy was all aboutWell he sure loved Jesus, but they had doubts aboutAbout the bike with a steering wheel
