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Riding Around With Jesus

This old world keeps turning Like a whirling dervish on fire Something's burning look around It's just a sign of the times I sing hallelujah anyhow I know the good Lord holds me in his hands His eye is on the sparrow and He's with me Passing through this pilgrim land Riding around with Jesus on the radio Getting down with Jesus filled with the Holy Ghost I'm going to town with Jesus, that's the only way to go Glory bound, riding around with Jesus I will not be disheartened Facing down Giants in my way Jesus is my comfort and my shield I will not be afraid I sing hallelujah anyhow I know the good Lord holds me in his hands His eye is on the sparrow and He's with me Passing through this pilgrim land Riding around with Jesus on the radio Getting down with Jesus, filled with the Holy Ghost I'm going to town with Jesus, that's the only way to go Glory bound, riding around with Jesus I may fumble, I may stumble I pray that I don't crumble as I go Life ain't no bed of roses Mama told me It's a long hard row to hoe I sing hallelujah anyhow I know the good Lord holds me in his hands His eye is on the sparrow He is with me Passing through this pilgrim land Riding around with Jesus on the radio Getting down with Jesus, filled with the Holy Ghost I'm going to town with Jesus, that's the only way to go Glory bound, riding round with Jesus ©2010.

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