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If it was good enough
for Jesus that’s good enough for me |
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I try to say I’ll do it
then I don’t much act like He |
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I’ve been turned away
and fallen and I’m dyin’ to be free |
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If it was good enough
for Jesus that’s good enough for me |
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I fell into
a barroom… just another Friday night |
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Although I
wasn’t lookin’ don’t you know I found a fight |
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One to doubt
my reputation while he hooked me with his right |
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And begot
that room to fadin’ when I shoulda seen the light |
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If it was good enough
for Jesus that’s good enough for me |
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I try to say I’ll do it
then I don’t much act like He |
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I’ve been turned away
and fallen and I’m dyin’ to be free |
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If it was good enough
for Jesus that’s good enough for me |
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Instrumental |
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My temper
started boilin’ as I crawled up off that floor |
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The crowd
they all were yellin’ “Sock him down to knot the score!” |
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As my left
uncorked and landed I recalled my Mama’s words |
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I wished I
would’ve listened though I guess I never heard |
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If it was good enough
for Jesus that’s good enough for me |
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I try to say I’ll do it
then I don’t much act like He |
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I’ve been turned away
and fallen and I’m dyin’ to be free |
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If it was good enough
for Jesus that’s good enough for me |
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My vi’lent
lust kept growin’… man all hell came bustin’ loose |
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His blood it
shot out flowin’ just like hot tomato juice |
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Then the
cops blew in and took me to the judge who threw the book |
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Now I sit
and think about The Golden Rule that I forsook |
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If it was good enough
for Jesus that’s good enough for me |
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I try to say I’ll do it
then I don’t much act like He |
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I’ve been turned away
and fallen and I’m dyin’ to be free |
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If it was good enough
for Jesus that’s good enough for me |
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