I Know What You're Talking About

Everybody is talking about something
You can hear it as the crowd passes by
Some are talking of their wealth and their mansions
Others talk of their troubles and strife
I don't know how to talk to a rich man
When compared, I'm a beggar, no doubt
But if you're talking about that old time religion
Then I know what you're talking about
If you're talking about that old time religion
Then I know what you're talking about
About the kind that will make you love your neighbor
When old Satan would say 'turn him out'
About the kind that will comfort you in sorrow
And it never fails to make you shout
Well if you're talking about that old time religion
Then I know what you're talking about
I like to talk about the time Jesus saved me
When my poor soul was sinking in sin
I like to talk about the way he has kept me
Through the shadows and the storm and the rain
I like to talk about the day of His coming
When I'll see his sweet face in the cloud
Well if you're talking about that old time religion
Then I know what you're talking about
If you're talking about that old time religion
Then I know what you're talking about
About the kind that will make you love your neighbor
When old Satan would say 'turn him out'
About the kind that will comfort you in sorrow
And it never fails to make you shout
Well if you're talking about that old time religion
Then I know what you're talking about